I know I shouldn’t wait until late to write, but it seems like I always do.
We spent two days riding, gathering the badlands. We are missing just a few, and Vernon and Daniel searched again today and found a couple that belong to some neighbors but not us. There’s many a hidey hole out there… and miles of pasture. They’ll be found eventually.
I was babysitter yesterday. With five kids and lunch, I headed out to meet the crew. They were just finishing sorting the last of the bunch.
After our cows were paired through one gate and our steers into a sorting pen, and two neighbors had theirs, we held ours in place while we ate lunch. We watched the sky… rather than riding off, they decided to wait until the storm passed while there was minimal shelter in my Durango.
Four adults, five kids, and a couple of dogs watched it rain from inside, while outside, three adults and the horses sheltered on the leeward side.
Zap was very unimpressed when lightning struck not far away. Then, when Daniel stood up to retrieve his horse, his hat blew off and spooked Zap again. A little crowhop and Daniel caught up his reins. The storm didn’t last long, but we were happy to have shelter for its duration.
In minutes, the steers were released, I tried to video them for the sale this Thursday, and the cowboys were off to trail them home.
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Very interesting storm clouds. Glad you were able to shelter with GKs.
Impressive pictures! Shows what our ranchers and farmers can face everyday!
A great big Thank You!
That sky was so impressive — I just can’t get over it.
Sounds like Zap is a horse — calm with the really scary stuff(the lightning) and spooked out of his wits with not dangerous things (the hat).
Interesting, and great photos. Brings back lots of memories from many years ago. It used to be a week or MORE of round up for us and another week to trail to the mountain. Usually 2 trips; the first with everything we picked up at the drift fence and had to take up before all the rest were trailed in from the badlands I helped Greets trail several times when Jeannie and I were growing up. I think the best change in the years is not having heel flies! They caused more run backs and endless hours of back riding than any other thing. I seldom see your posts on my home page (once or twice). I will hve to check it out again. Happy trails!