Shipping for the year has begun. We sent four loads off today. We raise our calves to about 900 pounds and then send them off to a finishing feedlot where they will be fattened up before going off to butcher. Of course it is always a little sad, but the cycle must continue. It's our business after all.
The cowboys show up early with their horses and a couple of good dogs, ready to get the calves out of the pens. Above is Miss Jezabel.
Dave meets with the sales rep and the vet. The vet always checks out the calves we are selling to ensure they are healthy and uninjured.
Here come the trucks.
Getting the calves out of the pen.
I think the dogs have it handled.
Below is Sally. She is a fuzzy. I think that is an actual breed. She is a good cow dog and so cute.
Still dusty in January.
They count and weigh the calves.
I was distracted by the dogs. They were working hard.
The scale house
Oops, I got distracted again.
Another important person in the cast of characters is the brand inspector.
Loading the trucks.
The calves have to be loaded properly. Each compartment of the truck holds a certain number of calves.
We sent off four loads today. That is just over 200 calves. We have about 1300-1400 calves to send in all. We will continue shipping calves throughout the month of January and February.
Here we go into another new year! As you can see, we are into January and still no sign of precipitation. The fluctuation in temperature has been interesting - to say the least. For example, this morning it was only 11 degrees when we went out. But if this day is like any other lately, it will be in the 50s or 60s before the day's end. We start bundled up and then end up stripping off long johns out on the desert somewhere. It's kind of a funny site to see cowboys stripping down in the middle of nowhere.
The crazy weather is hard on the animals though. So here's hoping we will get some storms in the near future.
Today we gathered up the last of our herds that still needed to go onto winter range.
We had some of the neighbor's cows in our herd, so we had to cut them out.
Clearly this black and white bull does not belong.
Hang on cowboy Orrin! His young filly was having a hard time behaving this morning.
Off we go.
Dave and I just helped get out of the fields, then shuttled the truck around. This is a picture of the "boss's rig"
We haul water to our cows on the desert. This is the Hampton tank where this herd will water for a while.
Happy New Year! Hope to blog more in 2018
Last week we headed out of the fields and onto winter range with another herd. We will take them over the hills that you see in the back ground.
It is December, but as you can see it is still really dry and dusty.
I only went for a little while to help get the cows out of the fields. The cowboys have things pretty much under control these days and don't need my expertise much. But, I got my old girl, Jewel , out for a little ride.
As you can see it was kind of cold, so it was ok with me not to stay out there all day.
Notice the cow on the right jumping. When I saw this picture I laughed.
These days are perfect for the cowboys to do some horse training.
There was a large herd of antelope that weren't sure which way to run.
I caught up to the cowboys later with some hot stew for lunch. I think they appreciated that more than me riding.
Stella the corgi came along for lunch. Here she is keeping the cows in line.
Future cowgirl. We start 'em young.
I failed to mention that about half of these cows came back home the next day and the cowboys had to do this all over again. As Lee Whitlock would say, " you never know what a cow will do". I miss him.
Here's wishing you all a wonderful Christmas and Happy Holidays.
November and December require the cowboys to start getting ready for winter. It involves a lot of work in the feedlot, on the range and in the fields. We are having an unusually warm, dry winter so far.
The vet comes out and preg checks all of our cows and our first year heifers. This is many days of running the cows through the chute. After the vet checks to confirm pregnancy, they are then given vaccinations and dewormed.
The cowboys have also been working hard in the feedlot vaccinating the calves. They are given vaccinations when we brand, at weaning and then again a few months later as a booster. We vaccinate the calves to prevent disease. This is no different than you would do for your pet or your children. It is good herd management.
Different herds are made up to go to the winter desert range. The cows are brought into the coral and then sorted through, and separated according to breed. The different herds will get certain bulls put with them in the spring.
Some of the herds have been taken out to their winter range. Others are still in the fields and will be taken out as the feed in the fields gets eaten down.
Our cowboys haven't needed my help much so far. But I should be back on the range soon taking more photos. Stay tuned.
I've been playing with some filters lately. The black and whites have turned out kind of cool.
Dust makes for good pictures, not so fun to work in though.
Ryan out East.
The caring cowboy.
Young cowboy in action.
Yesterday we headed to the winter range with the Gonder herd. It's a 20+ mile cattle drive. For some reason these cows feel the need to run up the bench, over the mountain pass, down and across the other side. I feel like they are running a marathon. Of course we discourage this behavior. It's too hard on the cows to run that far.
The poor old girls ran up the bench and were already getting tired. We stopped them for a breather before heading over the pass.
I may have been parked in the wrong place, and Clay may or may not have gotten annoyed with me.
We recently hired a new cowboy. Welcome to our team Orrin.
Notice the white patches on the cows. This is a paint mark we made when we preg-checked them. Dave is hoping to be able to spot them from the plane.
Clay stopped the herd at the top, we gave them a rest and had some lunch. The next stop was my turn. I waited for them at the gate.
You can see how hard the cowboys are working.
Coming down the bench. Yep, I'm waiting at the gate. I did a lot of truck chasing.
Clay counted them through the gate. He counted 160. Little did we know we should have had 163. Kind of a big oops on our part for not knowing this information before we left. We were out 3 cows. The cows must have taken a wrong turn somewhere in the trees and will turn up at some point.
Headed across the hardpan.
Tired cows, but they are on the home stretch.
The water is through this gate. They made it.
This cow's name is David, yes named after Dave. She had a hard day. She developed a hitch in her get-a-long. She will be glad to just rest and graze. I promise there is feed beyond the hard pan.
The cowboys made it too. They even took advantage of this soft ground to do a little training.
Both boys were riding young horses. It was a good day for some training.
The three of us did pretty well. I really wish we hadn't lost three cows though.
We all keep learning.
It's time to head out to separate the mommas from their babies. It's bitter sweet. The moms know it is time, but are sad to see the babies go, at least for about three days until their milk starts to dry up. Then it's on to grazing and loving life.
The days have been starting early because it's so hot. We get up way before daylight, feed the horses breakfast, feed ourselves breakfast and head out to saddle.
Oh it is a beautiful time of day though.
It's always dusty going into the corals where we separate.
These pictures were on several different days, in different places. Not any specific order. Just gathering cows and calves from the meadows and taking them to holding areas where we separate them.
I took advantage of the morning light to get some nice pictures.
A sea of cattle.
Sorting cows from calves in Baker feedlot.
This day we actually got some rain and it made the alley quite muddy.
Sorting at the Gonder coral.
Gathering the Gonder herd.
Loading calves onto the trucks.
Sunrise on Burbank Meadows.
We took the calves home. After a few days we ran them through the shoot and gave them their vaccinations.
Sometimes you about need to be a gymnast to get the job done.
The calves are starting to calm down and eat.
Sometimes getting the job done can get a little tricky. We had an old water trough at a spring on the mountain that had gotten demolished, probably by the elk. So we had to figure out a way to haul a new trough up to the spring.
We packed the tools and post pounder up on Clay's horse, Miah. She was a trouper. It was a heavy load.
After several attempts to figure out how to load the trough on the horse, we decided putting a rope around it and dragging it up the mountain was our best option.
Clay's horse, Montana, didn't mind a bit, but the mountain was steep and it was hard work for the horse, so we had to trade off.
Josie is already thinking we are all nuts.
I had a video of Josie's reaction. She was not pleased at first. Then she settled down and pulled with no problem. This is Goucho's turn. He also handled the job like a pro.
We arrived at the spring. The horses were happy to have a break.
This was the old trough. It was a lot bigger. I am glad we didn't have to drag it up there.
Assessing the situation.
Very tired pup. Cato
Clearly I was working hard.
The cowboys have been starting very early this summer in order to beat the heat. I managed to tag along with them the other morning. Wow, it was early. I got up to feed horses at 3:45 so they would have a good chance to eat before we saddled at about 4:45.
Once you're up and out, it is the most spectacular time of day.
This is looking back on the pond above Clay's house.
Father and son team. Kyle and Riggin.
We were probably more than half way up the hill by the time it was full day light.
There was even a rainbow.