Now I’ve been riding long distance competitions off and on since the early '80s. I grew up with Arabians and Partbred Arabians, ridden Welsh, Saddlebred, Quarter Horses, Appaloosa, etc, mainly the light breeds or crossbred draft.
I’ve shown a multitude of breeds and disciplines but I have always wanted to try riding a MULE.
Two weeks ago at the last 50 miler of the OCTRA season a fellow rider who is noted for his mules, a rarity in Ontario, offered me a chance to ride his molly mule (female) at the next ride one of the last CTRs of the season.
Needless to say I jumped at the chance but was told I would have to be restricted to the shortest distance as she hadn’t been ridden in 8 weeks due to the owner being injured. I was still game - at this point any mount at a ride is good for me, as my mom and I are splitting one distance horse.
Well Kate is a lovely mule and I had met and admired her earlier in the season when she did her first 15 miler with her owner. One word of warning to others contemplating this “adventure” mules don’t cotten to strangers to well. It took about 3.5 miles for us to come to some sort of agreement: a) we weren’t going to go at CTR speed or faster, we had to stay at the 5 mph that the other 2 short distance horses (doing first outings) ; b) there is to be no shaking of the head, pulling and popping wheelies with the front end when being asked to slow down; and c) no rolling into a canter, putting head between knees and crow hopping. All this had to be tactfully negotiated without pissing off the mule. Talk about a battle of wills to get to a wonderfully pleasant hack.
When we compromised we were able to let the reins out without changing pace, travel along at a good steady pace and I wouldn’t pester her about the stopping dead to wait for the others when they got out of sight and hearing, I wouldn’t discipline her other than with voice, and I would reward good behaviour back at base camp with left over grain cadged from my own horse’s bucket.
All in all a good ride, pretty hairy in the beginning but a real treat that given the chance I would repeat in the future. The bonus was that Kate is a Tennessee Walker cross and is gaited. This was my first time riding a gaited horse and OMG running walk at 7mph without my rear leaving the saddle is truely amazing. I must say it took some getting used to when the previous weekend I posted the majority of a 50 miler.