Before we could process our last bunch of calves we had to bring them in from the North range. It was a tough cattle drive.
It was really hot, in the mid to high 90's.
This bunch of cows were particularly stupid. They can't stay with their calves to save their lives. We had a hard time keeping the lone calves on the back end going.
There was a major lack of water. The week before the creeks between the far North range and home were running, but they had stopped. This was hard on the cows, and the cowboys.
Yes, this is how it often looked when they were supposed to be moving.
Finally by day three the cows were getting the idea to go home and started to line out and go. They still had a problem keeping their calves with them. Did I mention they weren't the brightest bunch?
Finally, our destination. They should be happy here.
Ahh, fresh cool water. I just wanted to sit in it. Happy end to three long hard days.