Matti thought it would be fun to take a mule ride down into Bryce Canyon so he signed us up foe a Sunday morning trip.
I went along rather apprehensively and got myself up onto my mule alright but as soon as Bo the handsome cowboy started giving me "driving" lessons I decided this was not for me. Bo convinced me to stay on by leading me down the steepest part of the trail but when he handed me the reins at the bottom I had to beg off! "But you're past the hardest part!" he said. "Yes, but I'd rather walk back up than continue on" I said. I was so obsessed with every step the mule took that I could not enjoy the scenery at all. Too Bad.
Matti enjoyed his ride while I took the shuttle to Bryce point and enjoyed the view from there.
That afternoon we drove out to Escalante where we were buzzed by a little single engine airplane just as we reached the highest part of the hogsback with steep drop offs on each side of the road! YIKES!
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