Our boys grew up in Colorado, riding horseback and pulling pack strings over rugged mountains. Their father encouraged them to explore the Wild West - without him along to chaperone. This is the story of their first ride - as pre-teens - with Pete, their trusted mule, and Tim their buddy who had never ridden a horse! When David and Joe first read 'Pete and the Horsey Gang', they corrected my account. "Pete was no hero," they insisted. "He was just a sorry mule with big ears and a small brain!". Here's Pete's side of the story.