When people ask my Dad: "Say...can you shoot off of that mule?" He always answers: "Yep. But I wouldn't shoot on her if I were you."
Seriously, have you ever had any type firearm go off behind your head? I have, more than once, and it's awful. Even if one of our mules or horses would stand for it, (And I think they'll be renting snow skis in hell first) I wouldn't do it. And I can't think of a much more unstable platform than sitting in a saddle. IMHO, best leave shooting from the saddle to the movie stars! Besides, except for an occassional mule deer, I've never seen game that will let you ride within rifle range to get a shot. We typically tie the mules and walk 1/4-1/2 mile from them to hunt. Elk, in my experience, are extremely intolerant of the presence of humans, and since horses/mules are always found with humans....
My Dad and I hunt elk in New Mexico every year and we ride quite a bit. Typically, 8-10 miles a day. We have horses and mules, but only ride the horses when the mules need a break as the horses are stupid when compared to the mules. Plus the mules are much tougher and have better stamina than the horses. There are a couple of places where we hunt that require climbing fairly steep trails that a a little tough even on the mules. (Altitude is from 10,000' to right at 11,000')
My experience with spooking is the opposite of Ridgerunners; the mules, especially Sugar, tend to be much, much more wary than the horses, hence they seem to spook more though it's not a big deal. It may be because we ride them mostly in somewhat unfamiliar territory where the sights and sounds are relatively foreign to them. I also attribute this to the fact that they have a tendency to be
very self preservative. One thing I will agree on though, unless they're saddled and/or being ridden, they'll try to kill a dog on sight. This is especially true when they're at home and in the lot.
Here's a few pictures so you can see how we rig saddles, saddle bags, scabbards, pack saddles, etc.
Miss Lilly and Sugar. Two of the sweetest girls a man could ever want. Never hurt you or get you in a mess. Sugar, the big red girl on the right belongs to Dad. At a hair over 16 hands, she's a little tall for a 74 year old man, but he manages.
Miss Lilly:
Sugar:
Here you can see an ax on Lilly and a cross-cut saw on Sugar. The first trip in every year always reqiores removal of fallen trees from the trail.
A shot of my Dad's saddle he had built on a mule tree and how he rigged his scabbard.
Here are a couple of shots where you can see how we rig our scabbards:
Pack saddles, etc:
Now the real work:
Good riding stock makes a hunt so enjoyable. This year, I had a really hard time coming home. I just wanted to stay in the saddle and ride, ride, ride.
Regards,
35W