Brent’s 2nd cousin, on Mom’s side, Rusty is a former ranger, who retired, then started a guide business. Now he’s more low key, but busy with his dogs, cats, horses, mules, and one randy llama named Moses.

Again, expectation vs. reality comes into play here. We didn’t really expect much- a place to stay on the way to Portland. What we found was so much better. A genial host, friendly critters, peaceful setting and a nice ride into the sawtooths.

See this ear below? I rode a mule! And to my surprise, he was one of the most thoughtful steeds I’ve ridden. Steered clear of trees (instead of some horses that try to swipe you off). His name is Mr. T. He’s a good boy.