Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Jake Clark Mule Days 2017


by Lenice Basham, PairADice Mules, Belle, Mo.

The 20th Annual Jake Clark Mule Days was one for the records.  Not because of a record setting mule price – but for the quality of mules that were offered for sale this year.  This group was one of the best across the board that have ever gone through the sale ring.  Over 30 different mules scored a 100 on the trail course.  This wasn’t because the judges were handing out high scores, but because they genuinely deserved them.
The Jake Clark Mule Day experience begins on Wednesday with Mounted Shooting and ends on Sunday when the last mule exits the sale ring.  For those there to purchase a mule, this experience allows for five days of watching, riding, petting and talking mules with the sellers. As Jake encourages potential buyers in the catalog, “Please be sure to talk with the consignors, investigate the mules qualities and be honest with yourself about your abilities to get matched up with the right mule.” 
It would be hard to find a buying experience anywhere else that allows you such access and such observation of mules for sale. Buyers could spend months traveling from state to state and farm to farm and only see 10 or so mules. This event allows you to see 83 high quality mules in one place for five days. Buyers will have already targeted mules they are interested in through advertising in Mules and More and the online catalogue which provides extra photographs and links to videos of the mule that presents additional information. It really is an amazing experience for mule buyers,  one of the most unique experiences that buyers can’t get anywhere else in the world.  
Every mule that goes through the sale must go through the trail course. The obstacles are those that will help a buyer by providing skills that would occur when they get their mule home. The trail course requires saddling, bridling, loading in a trailer – certainly things that every buyer would need to see. There are obstacles like crossing downed timber, standing still, crossing a bridge, dragging a log, leading another mule, crossing a creek, going through a gate, and it ends with putting on a rain slicker. We have all been there when it starts to rain and somebody’s mule runs off when they are trying to put on their slicker. You might not think it is a skill you might want in a mule – but it sure comes in handy when it is necessary and you are caught in the rain.  The trail course provides buyers the opportunity to watch, take notes and eliminate mules on their list just as much as it allows for buyers to put a circle and a star next to the mule they love in the catalog.  
In order to get a mule in the sale, consignors have to be a repeat, reputable seller or submit a video and undergo a screening process to consign a mule.  Most sellers have consigned for multiple years.  Jason Wilf, Pleasant Plains, Ark., and Jeff Tift, Sheridan, Wyo., have been a part of the sale for almost every sale Jake has had in the 20 year event. Each year, about 10 new consignors are added to the list of approved consignors.  All consignors submit their mule’s information in January. Jake reviews each mule submission and those that do not meet criteria are excluded from the sale. His goal is to bring together the best quality mules in the industry. He sets up the entire experience to show the best qualities of the breed and each year he accomplishes this by bringing better trained and better minded mules to his sale. 
The high selling mule, a 6-year-old, 16.1 hand black mare mule, was consigned by Jeff and Christina Tift. The catalog listing indicated that the mule was a very classy coal black mule. Jeff really liked the mule and had used her for most everything on the ranch and in the mountains. He had roped cattle, started and flagged colts, hunted  and guided on her, rode her down the highway to church and just truly enjoyed her.  She was noted to have a good ground covering walk, be soft in the mouth and ribs and had a great neckrein. She was thought to be out of a Thoroughbred mare and a mammoth jack. The buyer spent hours talking and watching and visiting with the Tift’s during the week.  The mule brought $28,500 when she exited the ring. 


JEFF TIFT riding Raven, who he and wife CHRISTINA sold as the high selling mule of the sale. Raven was purchased by Mr. and Mrs. Roger Haley of Ventura, Calif., for $28,500

There was a tie for the reserve high selling mule. Both PairADice’s Piper (consigned by Loren Basham, Belle, Mo.) and Miss Kitty (consigned by TJ and Jake Clark, Ralston, WY) brought $26,000.  PairADice’s Piper was a 10-year-old, 14.1 hand sorrel mare mule. She was an outstanding trail mule, the perfect size to get on and off of, and was stout enough to carry anybody. She had been ridden endless miles on the trail and would go anywhere you pointed her. She is going to make her new buyer the perfect trail riding partner.  Miss Kitty was a 6-year-old, 15.2 hand black with blue roan highlights, mare mule.  She was used in TJ and Jake’s strings for three seasons on the mountain, over an extensive number of trails during their summer and fall season both being ridden and being packed.  TJ used her all spring to ride on cattle and doctor calves.  They felt the best part of her was her terrific mind. 
Reserve High Selling Mules Piper and Miss Kitty, who both sold for $26,000. Piper was consigned and shown above at left by LOREN BASHAM. Miss Kitity was consigned by TJ CLARK and shown above with CORT Snidecor in the parade

*These are based only on the sale prices that were announced in the ring at the time of the sale. This does not include those mules that were declared as a no sale in the ring and then sold after the sale.
Averages:
Under 14 hands:  $7,750 (only 1 mule)
14. to 14.3 hands $8,447 (24 mules)
15 to 15.3 hands $10,338 (34 mules)
16 hands $11,718 (8 mules)
John Mules  $8,900 (30 mules)
Molly Mules  $11,284 (36 mules)
Eight mules were passed out in the ring, and six of these sold outside before the sale was over
First time sellers:  Average $7,357.  The range was $3,000 to $18,500 for new consignors, with Chris Knudson as the highest first time seller at $18,500.  He rode his mule Barbie bareback and bridleless into the sale ring.  She was a 15.1 hand, 7-year-old, sorrel mare mule.  
The second highest first time seller price was $10,500 consigned by Ike Sankey, who sold Amanda, an 8-year-old, 16 hand sorrel mare mule.  
We had beautiful weather for the parade and rodeo on Saturday. The parade was again led by Codi and Colby Gines pack string. It is a beautiful thing to see 25 loose mules lead the parade, with the mountains in the background and the wind softly blowing. The rodeo was high action and a great fun-filled afternoon. If you have never seen a wild cow milking in action, you need to attend next year. It’s an arena full of cows, mules, cowboys/cowgirls and ropes – along with yelling, cussing and bawling cows and a lot of laughter.  The mule race was exciting again this year with Loren and his son Cole’s race mule, Betty, taking home the buckle. It is a tough race across a rock filled pasture that is no way a flat race track.  The mules start at the end of a pasture and race toward Jake’s barns and the arena. The crowd stands along the fence line cheering their favorite. Team roping was fast, serious and professional this year. With ropers like Matt Zacanella and Junior Deiz, along with the ropers that come all the way from Texas, with times of under five seconds the norm.  It is a lot of fun to watch. Alyssa Fournier from Oregon had the fastest pole and barrel run. She had nice runs at the rodeo, as well as at the barrel races all week held in the evenings. The rodeo is a family event – with all ages of the family competing in the day’s events. 

Between the family friendly atmosphere and the quality mules everywhere you look, this event is a great way to spend a beautiful Father’s Day weekend in Ralston.





  


LACEY WILF riding Loretta, a 6-year-old 14.1 hand mare mule who sold for $6,000

Wesley Wells, Missouri

Driving CodI and Colby Gines’S pack string down the highway to start the parade 


Consignors and exhibitors riding in Saturday’s parade

BRUCE HOHULIN, Morton, Ill., riding Lady A (left)

MARK BAILEY at Saturday’s rodeo

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Are Your “What If’s” Causing Issues With Your Mule?

by Susan Dudasik, Salmon, Idaho

I had an interesting ride with some new acquaintances last week and it really brought home how a person’s attitude and perspective affect our equines. Our group consisted of myself riding my mule, Ginger, two experienced riders and a novice rider, all on horses. We were just walking along a nice country dirt road that all the equines had been on before. The main thing that caught my attention was how all three horse riders kept worrying about what their horses would do. For the entire ride the riders were constantly commenting on things their horse might spook at. Honestly, I really didn’t see that the horses were having any issues; they were just walking down the road. It was the riders that were constantly looking for spookies. They commented, “I can’t believe he didn’t spook at the sprinklers,” or “Wow, he didn’t freak at the four-wheeler,” or “That bird almost spooked him.” It was sad that they had such little trust in their equine partners and that they thought the horses were so spookie.  One gal even commented that her goal for the ride was to not get run away with or dumped. I don’t think they made one positive comment about their horses during the whole ride. They were too focused on the “what-if’s” to have any fun.
Actually if something had happened, it would have been a self-fulling prophesy. The riders were so intent on being “on alert” for anything that “might” spook the horses, that they were sending signals to the horses to be on alert, too.  Though the riders had little clue they were doing this. As I watched them, they were tense and looking ahead for “spookies.” As soon as they saw something of concern, they would tense up, hold their breath, take a tighter hold on the reins and stare at the object. For the horse, suddenly the leader on its back was on alert, so there must be something to be concerned about. As soon as the horse started trying to interpret this and look for the danger, the rider would tense up even more. It was a vicious circle. Then when the horse did react, the rider said, “See, I told you, he spooks at everything!”

 What if he spooks from the sea horse? Notice how the reins have gotten tighter, I’m leaning forward, there’s tightness in my shoulders and hands as well as tension throughout my body and my heels are turned into the mule’s sides. Though the mule tentatively approached the object, he didn’t do anything. But because of my tension, his ears are back, head up and tail swishing

The “what-if’s” can happen to anyone, any age or skill level. It’s a human thing and often we don’t even realize our insecurity is having an effect on our mules. In fact, we don’t even realize we are reacting in any different way but our mind says one thing and our body says another. We may think we aren’t concerned about something, but our muscles tense up, our breathing changes, our hands get stronger on the reins and we tend to stare at what is concerning us. Mules’ are very sensitive and can feel these subtle changes in our bodies and they react accordingly. 
I’m terribly prone to the “what-if’s” and have to work very hard to overcome them. I can come up with tons of negative scenarios when doing something new with my mule. Will she spook, bolt, jump, refuse to go forward? As I’m thinking of these things, my body starts reacting and then I feel my mule start to tense up. Thus, it’s actually my fault, not hers.
Overcoming the “what-if’s” is an individual process and each person has to find their own way to deal with it. But, the biggest step is to first recognize and admit to yourself that you have this problem. The power of our thoughts is very real and can influence how our mule acts. When talking about your mule’s behavior, what do you say? Are you positive or negative? Is everything your mule’s fault? Something I’ve noticed as an instructor is that as folks get older, they comment that their mule spooks more than it used to. Perhaps it’s the person that’s becoming more cautious and their mule is picking up on that.

Most folks don’t even realize how their body language changes when they start to think about the “what-ifs.” Here I’m relaxed with soft hands and working on light contact as the mule is willingly moving forward. My foot is lightly resting in the stirrup

The next thing is to work on not holding your breath and tensing up your body when riding past a “spookie.” Don’t look at it, focus on something in the distance and ride with purpose forward. Now, here comes the hardest part! Try not to pull on the reins. You can shorten them in case you need to use them, but don’t pull back. Push your hands forward to “allow” your mule go forward. If your mule is really sensitive, just clinching your grip on the reins is enough to communicate your anxiety. Personally, this is one of the hardest things to do since I’m just sure my mule will jump forward or take off.  It takes everything I have to actually keep the reins loose and not tense up.

Riding should be fun, but not if it’s turned into a dreaded challenge to get your mule down the road without him spooking at everything. If this has been happening, the next time you ride, spend some time really evaluating what you are doing. Are you looking for things your mule might spook at? Are you tensed up or holding your breath? Give your mule a break and consider that you might be part of his spooking problems. Your mule will thank you for it!

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Shawnee Mule Ride

Mule riders from Missouri, Illinois, Tennessee, and Georgia at Whiskey Cave on one of Angie's guided rides

Shawnee Mule Ride: 
Big Hearts Create Memorable Event
by Angie J. Mayfield, Loogootee, Ind.

Where can you see nearly 500 pretty saddle mules in one place, meet new mule friends, reconnect with old ones, enjoy a free meal and dance, and trail ride in the most scenic place in the Midwest? Well, only at the McAllister and Friends annual Shawnee Mule Ride, of course. The event grew by leaps and bounds this year with mule riders from 26 states and three countries visiting High Knob Campground to trail ride and explore the 280,000 acres of Shawnee National Forest from April 9-15. Some came the weekend before, some stayed a few days, and some stayed the entire event, but all left with new friends and memories of our scenic paradise in southern Illinois. 

This year, organizers added fundraisers to the event to help a little muleskinner in need. Briar Phillips, a 4-year-old mule rider from Kentucky, is suffering from kidney cancer, but his family came to the event to enjoy what Briar loves best, riding and camping. Big-hearted campers donated cash, plus saddles, hay, tack, drawings, artwork, welded horseshoe art, and other items for benefit auctions on Friday and Saturday and raised more than $10,000 to help Briar and his family. Brock Milam and Steve Dawson, who sold mules during the week, also donated a portion of their profits. It was a truly humbling, blessed week. As Anthony McAllister said, “This is what the mule world is all about.”
Anthony “Bull” and Cathy McAllister, who have been camping and riding at High Knob and Shawnee since 1983, their daughter Katie Eastin, and JoJo Moomey, owner of High Knob since 2009, were the main forces behind the event, working tirelessly to plan, prepare the 50-acre camp, advertise, and ensure everyone enjoyed their visit. They could be found each morning answering questions, going over maps, organizing and guiding rides each day, and loaning out tack and mules. Late at night, the McAllisters were visiting around the campfire, while JoJo was usually still checking in campers and making sure everyone had what they needed. With more than 160 sites, 80 covered stalls, water, electric, a laundry area, hay, tack supplies, and free coffee, she had it covered. JoJo was also kind enough to open her hay field this year to accommodate all of the riders and to close the camp to horse riders and mushroom hunters so we could have a true mule only event. JoJo’s sister, Sherry Richerson, served meals at the cook shack. Permanent campers helped guide rides. Kathy Lawless of Michigan organized the fundraisers, Roy and Beth Landers of Illinois donated the hog, Joe Hamp of Illinois cooked it, and Ival McDermott of New Jersey donated commemorative coffee mugs. Mule riders really are the best!
Some other highlights from the ride were the tack swap on Friday evening, with campers socializing, trading and selling tack, plus vendors, including Linda Brown with the Mule Store out of Pennsylvania, Beth Newmaster of Indiana from Mule Girls, Tucker Tack of Arkansas, and local Amish shops. In addition, Mary Steere Photography set up photo shoots at the ride all week. Then, everyone enjoyed a hog roast and dance on Saturday night. Little Tucker Mayfield opened up with “Down on the Corner,” singing and playing his banjo, before the Johnny Williams and the Steelherders Band took over with country and southern rock music.
Although anyone with a mule already owns a trophy and all of the mules were awesome (not one accident all week), I donated trophies and presented several awards at the event. The farthest traveled was Chris Hostletter from New Mexico (who drove 1,400 miles). The cleanest mule and stall was new this year and awarded to Brett Schwalb of Edwardsville, Ill. The orneriest mule went to Mark Allen’s mule Johnny Ringo of Missouri. The oldest mule rider was Dan Mickler, 81, from Lawrenceville, IL. Youngest riders (Li’l muleskinners who rode their own mule) were Briar Phillips, 4, of Kentucky and Tucker Mayfield, 7, of Indiana. The Prettiest Mule trophies were awarded to Tammy Bradley and Ophelia of Florida, first place; Brock Milam of Missouri and his two mules 4 Socks and Josie, second place; and Thomas Dessitel of Louisiana and the mule Cherokee (owned by Richie Ramara). Finally, the Best Trail Mule award went to Billy Frank Curry’s mule, Sonny, of Georgia. Curry is nearly blind, so his mule really takes care of him. Second place was of Keith Hawley of Tennessee. Third place was 13-year-old Taleya McVeigh of Illinois and her mule, Whippoorwill. Riding bareback and barefooted, she deserved first but we couldn’t make the guys look too bad. 
Of course, even with all of the fun activities, the best part of the week was helping a little boy in need and meeting new mule people and their beautiful long ears. It’s always great to see the excitement of first-time visitors after experiencing the phenomenal trail riding at Shawnee. Although some riders explored the trails on their own, others took advantage of the many organized rides scheduled each day for various landmarks, such as Garden of the Gods, Hurricane Bluffs and Initial Tree, Rice Hollow and Whiskey Cave, Dead Man’s Canyon, and others.
We were blessed with 70-degree weather most of the week. It rained one day, but it gave campers a chance to rest and relax, visit, and ride the ferry across the Ohio River to the Amish shops. 
There are so many to thank and so many memories to cherish from the 2017 Shawnee mule ride. Check out the High Knob campground website or McAllister and Friends Shawnee Mule Ride on Facebook. Make plans to attend next year. It will be the same dates, April 9-15. We’d love to meet you and your mule. Until then, Happy Trails. I’ll see you out there!

Mule friends Kelli French, Loree Brown, Dan Sheridan, Steve Dawson, and Jim Jacob having a good ride

Tucker and new mule Josie, bought at the Shawnee ride

The "outlaw" gang of mule riders shooting the bull: Anthony McAllister, Mark Duncan, Loree Brown, Jim Jacob, Dan Sheridan, Kelli Kaye French, Steve Dawson, and Rex Williams


Doug, Angie and Tucker Mayfield and their mules June, Sonny, and Booger

Taleya McVeigh, 13, and her mule, Whippoorwill, that won 3rd place for Best Trail Mule



Angie J. Mayfield is a professor, author, and lifelong mule lover who has ridden mules in 48 states and six countries and has logged more than 6,500 trail miles just since she started keeping track in 1999. If you’d like her to come try out your favorite trails or mule ride, contact her at profmayfield@yahoo.com.

Friday, May 26, 2017

2017 Boyd Ranch Mule Ride

story and photos by Katherine M. Cerra, Buckeye, Ariz.
The answer to the question, “What do you carry in your saddlebag?” is age dependent. Me, being 56-ish, along with others in that age bracket, experience frequent reminders of injuries of the past when out enjoying ourselves.
Pain meds and Maximum Strength Flexall join my cache of first aid items, hoof pick and Leatherman Tool. The first two items are very much needed, so come the four-mile mark of a ride I don’t have the personality of a snarling coyote with it’s leg stuck in a trap.
And with age is suppose to come knowledge gained by experience. I’ll be darned though if I remember to thoroughly wipe the Flexall off my hands with baby wipes before using nature’s restroom. Being 16% menthol, I am here to tell you that by not practicing in thorough hand wiping, you will experience sensations where you probably shouldn’t be feeling any sensations. Oh my gosh!
So with my saddlebags packed, camera, GPS, extra batteries, my two mules Floppy and Izzy, and my trusty German Shepard co-pilot pup Sophie all loaded, we headed out to the Boyd Ranch Mule Ride, located north of Wickenburg, about nine miles east of Hwy 93 in the Wickenburg Mountains overlooking the Hassayampa river.
This was my fourth year attending the ride, which has been going on for five years now.  My first two years it was just Floppy and I, and then the third year I added my new mule Izzy. This year my 8-month-old pup Sophie attended. 
I love this ride because of the people and riding.  Though I started off not knowing anyone, it has since turned into more like a family reunion with good down-to-earth people.
Each year the “family” gets bigger. This year there were 64 riders and well over 70 some animals, so...lots of braying going on.
We’ve had a lot of rain here in Arizona, so with safety in mind some of the rides had to be altered due to the presence of quicksand in the Hassayampa, as well as some downed barb wire cattle fencing that was taken down by rushing waters.
On Thursday I went on Cathy’s 9.8 mile ride. There was a 697-foot difference between the minimum and maximum elevation with an overall 1,309-foot in ascents. We saw a coyote making a mad dash up the hillside across the way and a jackrabbit dashing up the hillside we were on. I think the jackrabbit was glad he wasn’t the main entrĂ©e on Mr. Coyote’s menu that day.
After the ride, Brad Pyles and his seven-month -old Rottweiler Chief joined Sophie and I for some play time in the Hassayampa. Sophie is a water diva and with her encouragement Chief joined in on the romping in the water.
Friday was the ride of rides: Scott’s now infamous ride into the Hassayampa River Canyon Wilderness. I went on this ride the year before and it was pretty and challenging. Izzy was my mule of choice for the wilderness ride for both years.  This year Scott re-routed the approach into the wilderness, which got a thumbs up from me. The approach this time was along a jeep trail that runs up to and along the boundary of the wilderness (versus riding a wash the year before).
Once in the wilderness area we took the same trail as before, with the only difference being we didn’t cross the Hassayampa. The river was running pretty good, but it was running muddy and you couldn’t see the rocks and/or sand that lay beneath, so we trekked through some old mesquite and landed back on track. The ride was 22.2 miles with nine hours in the saddle and I think everyone’s bodies were reminding them of the time.  There was a 1,055-foot difference between minimum and maximum elevation with 3,320-foot in ascents.
The sharpest descent of the wilderness ride was the same spot as last year where we were left wondering what the heck happened to Scott. He seemed to have disappeared. Just mere minutes before he had told us to take our cameras out as the views were going to be awesome…only thing is he forget to tell us that the descent we were about to make was going to be a butt-pucker.   Seeing how I knew what to expect and I recorded the descent.
Arriving back at the ranch I, as I’m sure as others, was ready to roll off the saddle. And what a pleasant and most appreciated personal pit crew awaited my arrival; Dwight Beard, Donna Norgaard and Debbie Humphries. Thanks so much for your help!
I took the day off on Saturday and caught a ride in a wagon and milled around the ranch. Come 2 p.m. it was time for the Mule Ramble. I think the events (keyhole, barrels, ribbons and obstacle) were a nice mix, ran smoothly and enjoyed by all.  The highlight for me was watching the Masters of Driving (Dwight Beard, Donna Norgaard and Ray from Montana) strut their stuff in the arena. Ray, who I hadn’t met before, likes to leave an impression on people he meets and forever will I remember him as Spartacus, as he showed up dressed in Roman garb driving a chariot.
The Farewell ride was led by Bonnie, another awesome trail boss. Bonnie spends quite a bit of time on the trails in the area and found several spots where we could safely cross the Hassayampa River. Luckily, where we crossed, Floppy didn’t need his water wings. Mother Nature turned up the furnace on Sunday and I was glad we weren’t riding the Wilderness area that day! The Farewell ride was 10.3 miles in length, 648-foot difference between minimum and maximum elevation and 1,442-foot in ascents. This was one of the prettiest short rides. We rode up through a wash into a canyon that had yellow poppies all over the canyon sides.  Very, very pretty. Out on the trail enjoying the high temperatures was a Desert Tortoise. I always feel privileged when I see one of these creatures out in the wild. He had his head tucked in his shell as we passed and I could have sworn I heard him mutter “ass.” Yep, that’s what we’re riding buddy.
Too much to tell and some of which was missed, went on during the event;  music, gold panning, orienteering, a pirate maiden pouring shots, bonfire, socializing and a fox scurrying up a rock canyon.

What goes on, on the Hassayampa stays on the Hassayampa. And even if tales were to be told, one would never know the truth because as legend has it once you sip on the waters of the Hassayampa you never can tell the truth again.








Illinois Horse Fair

by Sue Cole, Senior Editor
photos by Lenice Basham. PairADice Mules
LOREN leading a young mule during a clinic
The 28th Illinois Horse Fair was held March 3-5, 2017 at the State Fairgrounds in Springfield, Illinois. This 3-day event is produced by Horsemen’s Council of Illinois located in Quincy. Theme for this year’s event was Horses & Heroes. 
A very reasonable advance admission fee could be purchased at a discounted rate, or at the gate for a slightly higher fee. This fee entitled those attending to all events on the grounds, including 40,000 square feet of “shop ‘til you drop” vendors booths selling fashion, tack, gear, equipment, beautiful trailers of all sizes and price, nutrition information for your mules and donkeys, along with a large variety of food for yourself. Along with all the entertainment, the admission fee entitled you to a full-color, educational program that included a schedule of the activities, as well as advertising for equine products and events.
Two separate arenas were in use for mule and horse clinics, along with breed and sport exhibitions, a stallion parade and horses for sale. Carriage and wagon rides were provided for those attending also.
During the weekend awards were presented to horse and horseman of the year. There was a celebration of veterans, law enforcement, first responders and therapy groups.
Clinics and educational programs were presented throughout the weekend, with Loren Basham of PairADice Mules, Belle, Mo. giving six individual clinics on Building a Braver Young Mule and Strengthening the Connection for Mature Mules. At Basham’s final clinic Saturday afternoon there was a packed house. Loren, and his wife, Lenice, were kept busy between clinics visiting with, and answering questions about mules, in the stall area. His choice of a mount for the weekend was an extremely personable 10-year-old sorrel molly mule, Mary Lou. Mary Lou is consigned to the upcoming Jake Clark Saddle Mule Auction in Wyoming.

We were glad to see mules included in this very entertaining, educational event. 
VICKI WRIGHT


A demonstrator at the Horse Fair

LOREN working with a young mule

KENDRA WATKINS 



LENICE answers mule questions prior to the clinic



Tuesday, April 18, 2017

NASMA 2016 Year End Winners - Youth


2016 NASMA High Point Youth 10 & Under









2016 NASMA High Point Youth Donkey




2016 NASMA High Point Youth Mule - Top 10

(featured in our March 2017 issue)