When I talk about the mule, it always gets the quizzical look.
The look that says, "Uh, wha––?"
The look that says, "Uh, wha––?"
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As I'm often in full flood talking about the Would-Be Farm, it takes a moment to piece it together for my audience.
Their expressions might as well have subtitles: "A mule? Seriously. Well, it IS a farm. Wait. But a mule?" Then I remember to whoa, back up, and rephrase. Oh –– yeah, it's a Kawasaki 4-wheel-drive mule. Like a little truck. An ATV. You know. Not an actual mule. |
We found ours used (from nice little old man who only drove it on weekends on red clay dirt in Georgia) and hauled it to the farm, where we instantly put it to work.
The mule hauls buckets of water from the pond, transports loads of junky hay to the compost heap, and conveys small boulders from their frost heave landing spots to the new rock projects. And at a pretty good clip, too!
The mule hauls buckets of water from the pond, transports loads of junky hay to the compost heap, and conveys small boulders from their frost heave landing spots to the new rock projects. And at a pretty good clip, too!
The mule easily scrambles up over rocks and through muddy water, and it's made the long path from the road to the beaver-pond an easy –– if bumpy –– ride for visitors.
Game camera catches Mary Rodgers on the move!
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Not actually bumpy enough, as far as safari adventure rides go...and no, they don't need ear protection, but they did seem to enjoy wearing ear protection.
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It sips on the gas, doesn't need its stall mucked out, and it works well for blazing new trails. No kicking so far. Yay mule.
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