Yes, I've been out of the picture for a while. I worked a different job starting last March, ending in October. After that I had foot surgery, which has had me laid up for a bit. But now I hope to get back to my blogging. Now, just because I have been laid up, does not mean the work stopped. Our cowboys have been out there every day, in every kind of weather keeping things running smoothly. They were nice enough to share some pictures they took with me.
In October the cows need to be checked to see if they are pregnant. This is done by our local vet. The cows are put through a chute and the vet checks them. (yes, you are probably picturing it correctly. No ultrasound, just the sense of feel). The cowboys also spent time on the mountain looking for stray cows that didn't come home with the rest.
Also in October the first herd of cows is taken to winter range on the desert. These pictures were when they were taking the cows across the hard pan. (a dry lake bed, I guess is what it is).
In November more cows are taken from the fields and out to the desert. It looks like the weather has changed. The cowboys are really bundled up. We also had a very special visitor in November. We like to start 'em young.
December is more cold weather riding. We have more cows to take out. We will have five different herds of cows in different areas on the desert. The last picture above, is of the cowboys gathering a few stray cows that were finally spotted on the mountain. Brrr
The cows on the desert have to have water. Beings it's a desert, that means there isn't much "live" water. We have to take water with a semi truck to tubs. The weather is cold, and that means ice. Each day someone has to go out and break the ice so the cows can get a drink. The tubs are also moved frequently, along with the cows, so that they don't over graze one area.
This is Christmas day. Dave and I went to the feedlot to see if there were any sick calves that needed doctoring. This is another task that the cowboys have been doing every morning since weaning. Looks like a pretty good Christmas setting to me.
I finally helped out for a while today. It was cold, but so so pretty.
Well here's to saying good bye to 2018 and ringing in the New Year. I hope to be back to my regular blogging. See you soon.
In August we weaned our calves. We gathered the cows and calves from the pastures and took them to a corral where we separated the cows from the calves. Then the calves were loaded onto a truck and hauled to the feedlot in Baker.
The weather was hot so we started early.
We had a unique visitor in this herd.
He wouldn't leave the cows. It will be interesting to see if he stays with them when we go to the range, and more interesting if he's still with them in the fall.
It's kind of sad to see mommas say good bye to their babies. But they are already bred to have their next calf, so they won't be sad long.
The sky was so beautiful this day.
The horses got a chance to do some fancy cow work.
Then onto the trucks the calves went.
Once at the feedlot the calves were unloaded, weighed, counted and put into pens.
We had some good dog help too.
Calves were counted, weighed and put into pens.
The weaning went on for several weeks until all the calves were in the feedlot, with the exception of some we still have to gather off of the mountain.
Summer is busy. Farmers work long and crazy hours and the cowboys start before dawn to try to beat the heat.
By the way, the picture of the baler in the dark was taken by Ryan. I wasn't out there that early.
The ranch produces a lot of hay. This requires a lot of work.
That's a big sprayer. Spraying for weeds is important to get good quality hay.
The sprayer is one of the many machines Ryan operates.
I think they were wondering why I was in the field.
These are two of my nieces. They are part of the farming crew in the summer. These girls have been farming for several years. All of our kids have grown up farming and ranching, starting at a very young age.
See the steam? This is a steamer on the baler to help put the right amount of moisture into the hay. Making good hay is a science and I don't know much about it. Luckily the farmers are very knowledgable.
Not only do they farm and produce the hay, but sometimes they truck it to the buyers. Ryan took this picture on his way home from taking a load to Arizona.
While the farmers were farming the cowboys were cowboying. They have been getting an early start these hot summer days.
Of course it was dusty.
This young cowboy has been working all summer. It's his last week before he heads back to school. The cowboys will miss his help.
Early morning is so beautiful.
The farmers and cowboys have been at it all summer. I'm sure they'll be glad to see fall arrive. I know I will.
My last blog was about processing the calves. But before we could do that we had to bring them home off of the desert. We have been doing a lot of riding lately.
We have had all sorts of weather. It started out windy, very dry and cold. Then dry and quite hot. Then, after the heat wave we got several days of rain and cold. The rain was welcomed, although not the most fun to push cows in.
I haven't been that wet riding before. We had good rain gear, but keeping feet and hands dry was a challenge. When it rains in these parts the temperature drops. It was 37 degrees.
On the side hills the ground was like a giant wet sponge. The horses and cows sunk into their knees with every step. They really had to work hard.
The pictures really don't show how muddy and wet it actually was. Trust me, it was WET. These are the days REAL cowboys are made of. Guess I passed the test.
This is what it looked like the next day when we went out to process those calves. Stay tuned for my next blog to see how it went.
We've processed three herds of calves. We are at the half way point. I always look forward to the end of branding season so that our summer can start. It went really well. We have such a great crew.
This is Maggie, Clay's three year old filly. She is one tough little horse and super smart. Clay has really done a great job training her.
Who needs a horse anyway? Haha
Everyone was hard at work.
We had a couple of new trainees. I'm not sure they were all that thrilled with the job.
These kids were little when they started coming to the brandings. Now they are a big part of the team.
My boys were little when they started out too. Look at them now.
The next generation looks like they could be handfulls. hahaha
I love these people and these beautiful horses. See you next weekend.
We decided to get a jump start on processing our calves this year. This is the North herd. We usually process them in June. By June these little buggers aren't so little, the weather is terribly hot and usually windy. Also, there are over 400 in this herd. So we gathered all the calves we could, and took them to some corrals nearby. It was slow slow going with little tiny calves.
A little stream of water. I took a picture because this is a rare site in our neck of the woods.
This is Clay on a horse he is training. It was about his 5th ride and first time out in the open. He did great.
The calves aren't very old and have a hard time keeping up. Then they get scared and confused and want turn and run the wrong way. Nothing about moving pairs is easy.
We got them into a fenced area, and the next day went out to brand. (Remember when I say brand, I am referring to how we process our calves. We don't actually "brand". We vaccinate, castrate, earmark and ear tag.)
Because we have such a wonderful bunch of people who volunteer their time to come help, I was able to take a bunch of pictures. So beware, there are way too many in this post.
You can't say we discriminate against women around here. The women make up about half of our team and rope and work just as well and as hard as the men.
The pictures tend to focus on the ropers. But the ground crew is crucial in getting the job done and done properly.
There is a lot happening on the ground. It is busy and everyone needs to stay alert.
These aren't fancy pictures, but they show what it's like at our "brandings". We have about 6 more bunches to do, so stay tuned.
I can't think of anywhere better to be to have a word or two with God than the wide open spaces of the desert. I love being out here. Just me and my horse, oh and of course, hopefully, cows. That's why I'm here after all.
It's the gather that is my favorite part of the day.
I like to show my horse's ears just to remember what horse I was on that day. Today it was Gaucho. What a good boy he is. I am afraid I have to steal him from Dave. Although, when Ryan rides he steals him from me.
I don't mind when the cows all come together and I join the cowboys. I do have to say, cowboys don't talk much. I really enjoy when a cowgirl comes along to visit with. The boys are a little boring. "Sorry guys, you know it;s true"
These pictures were taken on different days and different ranges. We are getting the cows onto their spring pastures.
We had a pretty good scatter on this North herd again. We try to get them moved before too many of them have calves. We do have some little calves out there that will have to be moved in a day or two.
Yep, that's Gaucho's ears again.
It's fun to see them all coming together.
After we got those cows moved we came home and rode through the calves in the meadow. We were checking to see if anything was sick and needed doctoring.
The idea is to keep the calves from running. That doesn't always work out.
Cowboys and horses are truly a team.
LIFE IS GOOD!
Day one of what turned into a four day journey. The North herd seems to always be our problem herd. They like to go whatever direction you don't want them to.
Day one wasn't too bad. Of course Dave and I got out there after the cowboys had done most of the gathering.
Day two came together pretty well. The cows had gone back to the previous water stop. But once we got them re-gathered and headed in the right direction they moved out pretty well.
We got the herd as far as the next fence and onto some fresh water. They were very sore footed. This particular range is very rocky. We figured the cows were so sore that they would stay in the general area until the next day.
'NOPE! These sore footed, worn out old buggers climbed the stinkin' hills, spread out on the lower ground and everywhere in between. Dang! We had our work cut out for us to get them in a bunch. I was reminded again of Lee's famous words, "you never know what a cow will do". I am so often reminded of Lee and his words of wisdom while I'm riding on the range.
For those of you who don't know who Lee was, he was one of the greatest cowboys of all time and he was the cow boss on Baker Ranch when I moved here. He worked and rode up until his sudden death at age 91.
Of course the cows were incapable of taking a step on their own in the right direction. Back and forth I went, and up and down the rocky hills and steep washes. The others were working just as hard or harder. Clay and Kyle were lucky to have had dogs. I was wishing I had one today. Thank goodness for my hard working horse Gaucho. He earned his oats today.
Ok, good. A few headed in the general direction.
Clay is way high, his cows weren't cooperating any better than mine.
Orrin was lower. Finally he got his cows somewhat in line with the mine. He came up and took over my bunch so that I could go help with Clay's bunch. Thank you Orrin.
Kyle was down lower kicking the cows up. He covered a lot of country too. Everyone worked hard.
Finally they started to come together.
The cows went as far as they could make it and would have to be picked up the next day.
I was really lucky to be able to stay home today. Clay took a few pictures of the final leg. As you can see by Maggie's mane., it was very windy. The wind was out of the North and it was quite cold.
It looks cold!
Looks like the finish line.
This is the old Swift Ford. I 'm not sure how old, but I was shocked they got it running and all the way out there. Now that is a watering system if I've ever seen one. Of course a semi is used to haul the water to this place daily. With it they fill the swift ford and all the tubs. There are 412 cows in this herd that need a drink.
The cows and horses got a good drink.
The cowboys never complain, but I'll bet they were happy to be at the end of the trail too.
February may be the shortest month as far as days, but I'm here to tell you it always feels like the longest month of the year. We calve our heifers in February and it is a lot of work. This year, however, we have had mostly great weather, which makes calving so much easier.
Even with the warm weather we still have some mix-ups. Being first time mothers they sometimes need some help finding the right calf. This is why we put a number tag in the calf's ear, which matches the mother's tag. We do this shortly after the calf is born.
About every other day we take the two day old calves and their moms out of the calving pasture and move them to the next pasture over. Getting the calves out helps with the confusion.
The process of moving the little tiny calves and keeping them with the mommas is slow. It helps to have several riders to move them along and keep them paired up.
The little stinkers are cute, but not always very cooperative.
They test our patience.
The horses learn patience too. Well, unless I'm on Jewel. She likes to hurry things along a bit.. I have no pictures of that I guess. She's like a cow dog and nips the calves to make them go.
If there is an obstacle within a 100 yards the calves are drawn to it, and always seem to get hung up.
Thank goodness for our good, and patient, crew.
This guy is part of our crew every year. He and his partner are here every calving season. I feel like they are our supervisors. It is really fun to watch them and be able to be so close to such an amazing animal.
As if there isn't enough going on with the heifers , the cows on the desert range aren't behaving. Dave and I went out last Sunday to take this herd back to water. I'm not sure where they thought they were going. The cowboys are often chasing cows on the desert when they aren't with the heifers. It's just that time of year. Busy busy.
We'll keep plugging along and enjoying this beautiful place we are lucky enough to live in.
Up until now we have had a very warm and dry winter. But that all changed the other night. Of course it comes when these heifers are getting close to calving.
It isn't this heifer's first cold winter. Notice her ears. She was born on a very cold morning which froze her ears right off.
Stella, the Corgi, isn't upset about the snow. She's having a blast.
The cowboys had a long and very cold cattle drive the other day. I was really happy to not be there. They took a few pictures for me.
There is feeding to do.
Stella loves feeding the bulls.
Early morning heifer rounds.
Of course the first calf waited for the storm.
Yesterday I did head out with the guys to give them a hand. It was terribly windy.
These cows were headed home. Oops, wrong way girls.
Whenever it snows the cows on the desert seem to head somewhere, not usually where you want. So snow = cow chasing.
What was I thinking? Brrr!!
Clay and his dogs came to my rescue.
He took a picture of me. The big bundled blob. The pictures never show how terribly windy it is.
Two of Clay's dogs. Cato and Callie. They were good help.
I am so glad we have Orrin on board. Him being here means I don't always have to go. He is so much tougher than I am.
Headed back to shuttle the truck.
Here come the cows. The final stretch.
I took pictures of them making their way to the water.
The white cow is the only white one in the herd. She serves as a herd marker. The cow next to her must have a runny nose. haha
The storm caused the cows to go on a walk-about. They traveled much further than they had to. So they were pretty thirsty getting to the water today.
Today the cowboys continued the journey across the valley. The wind was still blowing, and I didn't think they would need the extra help, so I opted out. I loved my ride yesterday. But I am happy to be out of the wind today.