Yesterday we gathered our east herd to move them further into our east pasture. They stay in a certain pasture for a set amount of time, Then they have to be moved to another pasture. There are three pastures in most of our range allotments, which rotate the order of use each year. We went from the closest pasture to the furthest pasture in the Baker allotment. The middle one will be used in the spring.
There were only four of us to do the gathering. It was a lot of ground to cover. We all split up to look for cows. These two cows tried hiding up in the hills. But I found them. I also chased several trees and rocks that looked like cows to me. Yes, an eye appointment is in the near future. Needless to say, my horse got quite a work out.
Clay had another bunch part way down the hill, and another on past that. I gathered a small bunch out of the hills to an upper trough and headed them down. It can be quite a while before you see the other riders. My horse was feeling a little lonely.
We slowly started coming together.
We got them all together and took them to the lower tub for a drink, then headed them out again.
The dogs were a great help. Everyone had one or two, but me. I sure could have used one up in the hills to help me chase those trees.
Yep, that's me. I rode Banjo, Clay's horse.
The sun was pretty low by the end of the day.