Our Horse History

 Our lives have not always been about the passion for Spanish Mustangs.  In fact, we never owned livestock in prior years.  I had been exposed to horses as a youngster on my great grandparent's farm in Kansas.  I had ridden a couple of horses that we were turned lose with for hours on end.  Looking back and knowing what I know today, those were some real bombproof kid horses that were capable of tolerating the impossible. 

During high school, I was around stock as my siblings showed hogs and steers in the county shows and on occasion went to the big events in Houston or San Antonio.  Being the oldest, I was generally the chauffeur and fill-in for whichever sibling couldn't tend for their own animal that day.  After leaving home I went many years with no exposure to horses or cattle.

A few years back, around 2005 or so, a friend of mine purchased mules and we began using mules for hunting here in Texas and on Elk hunting ventures to Colorado.  I literally found myself in a new world astride the saddle of a mule as we moved quickly and quietly through country I had only seen from afar.  I didn't realize it, but I was growing strongly attached to the idea of an animal of their size willingly serving our needs and working together with us as a partner.