After a whirlwind 3 weeks in Iberia, and a week in bed with nasty virus, we are on our way again. This time to meet Molly. To be honest, I don’t actually know its name but I have decided it will be Molly who takes me on its back down a precipitous edge of the Grand Canyon and for an overnight at Phantom Ranch. I am a little afraid I won’t know how to get her to hug the wall, but I pray for Molly and her or its (how do you gendrify a mule?) dexterity, health and love of life – hers and mine.
one thing is certain, it’s going to be an adventure!
