Wednesday
2/25/04
I headed to Datil to get a load of hay. I'm still hauling
back some bad hay and exchanging it so I had to first load
up 100 bales. Man, am I out of shape, it took almost two
hours to load. I finally headed out about 9:30am, there
was just a light dusting of snow and it was sure pretty.
A big storm came through the state yesterday, up to two
feet in some areas. As usual it just missed us. I'm not
too upset, we have some pretty good moisture going on and
it's plenty muddy enough. Our driveway is just a mess with
ten-inch deep ruts and water flowing down them. The drive
is a bit under three hours and I enjoyed the heck out of
it. The farther east I got the more snow there was, the
clouds were only about a thousand feet off the ground and
hung in the mountain that surround the plains of St. Augustine.
It was just beautiful.
Of course there was no one around the farm even though
I had called ahead. Maybe that's why there was no one around.
I unloaded the hay I brought and reloaded with good hay
and headed home. I got home about 5pm. And got stuck in
the driveway 50 yards from the barn. The four-wheel drive
isn't working in the Dodge; I figure I have a universal
joint out. I was lucky to get that far. It was some kinda
slick going up Elk Mountain, just thick mud with water
running over it. I made it in two-wheel drive, at 3 mph
jumping and bucking along. If I hadn't had new tires I'd
a never made it. Hi 35 mostly cloudy with a bit of a breeze,
lo 13.
Thursday 2/26/04
Up and out feeding at 7am. Now that the days are getting
longer we are out earlier. In Dec. and Jan. we didn't start
chores till 8am.
After chores I unloaded the hay I brought home yesterday,
that took about an hour, had me worn out before the day
really started.
After a quick breakfast Maggie and I went to get a couple
poor cows out of Canyon Creek which I had seen last week.
We drove as far as T Bar Valley then mounted up and headed
over T Bar Ridge. I was on Chico and Maggie was on Kitten.
It was a hard pull for the horses that are a bit soft after
a not very demanding winter.
When we got to the ridge we stopped and I glassed the
area below me. Lets see……elk, elk, more elk,
a few Antelope, a couple deer. Ahhh cattle, six miles out
near Juniper tank. I pointed out where we had to go and
Maggie's reply was “are you serious?”
It was tough going coming off the ridge but once we got
to the bottom we picked up a nice wagon road and set off
in a trot. The miles went quickly and after watering the
horses at Juniper tank we gathered up the six head of cattle
and headed back the way we had come.
Kitten can get pretty excited about cattle and not having
been out in a long, long time he wound himself up today.
He was soon rearing and fake bucking and just knows how
to push Maggie's buttons. I made her switch horses knowing
Chico would be good for her and I really wanted to spend
some quality time with Kitten.
As soon as I hit the saddle he threatened to buck. Go
ahead you SOB I thought as I dug my heels in and gave him
his head.
A couple half ass jumps later he was all bluff. But I
stayed after him trying to get him to pull his moves. He
knew I had no buttons and he settled right down.
The cattle were no problem at all. They lined right out
and went right up the ridge, through the gate I opened
and on down to fence tank. The only problem was one cow
had one eye hanging out. It must have been that way sometime,
there was no blood or gore, just an eye swinging around
in circles. I told Maggie she wouldn't be hard to sneak
up on. She didn't think it was too funny. We left the cattle
at Fence Tank; I'll go back out and get her in the corrals
and loaded to home in the morning. I'll probably just cut
it off and stitch the eyelid shut. There was also a pair
that we brought over that needs to be separated; the calf
is about five hundred pounds and still nursing.
Hi 38 sunfactor 45, lo 12, mostly sunny, little breeze.
Friday 2/27/04
After chores I saddled up Gambler and we trailered out
to Fence tank. Our mission was to get the two pairs one
of which was the bad-eyed cow, and pen them at the corrals
then load them and haul them back to H.Q.
I spotted all four that we needed in with about fifty
head as soon as I swung up on Gambler. We eased in and
set a couple gates and found someone had stolen some panels
from the corral. Not only did it make me mad, I realized
I probably wasn't going to be able to load the cattle with
out them.
It took about five minuets to get the two pairs moved
into the pens. We ended up with only four extra when I
closed the gate. I gave them a few minuets to settle while
I backed the trailer up and ranch rigged a narrow ally
to the trailer. It sure looked small and scary and I didn't
really expect it to work.
Gambler was on the ball today and we easily cut out the
ones we didn't want.
Gambler and I just stood and waited as we watched the
cattle. If need be we took one step this way or that, not
ever crowding them and never yelling or waving. It was
a patience test for us, a step here, a step there, a little
closer, a little back.
Within fifteen minuets all four were on the trailer, Gambler
was loaded up behind them and we headed home. Sometimes
it works so well that I almost think I'm beginning to know
what the heck I'm doing.
After a lunch I spent the day on the tractor fixing the
driveway. It took all day and I still could have used more
time but at least you can get up and down with out fear
of breaking bones or pulling muscles bouncing around in
the cab of the truck over the ruts.
Hi 40, lo 17, sunfactor 50, gusty chilly wind blowing
in something it feels.
Sunday 2/29/04
The cattle need to get out into Pitchfork pasture where
the good feed is but they just don't want to drift there
on their own. I have had the gates open a couple weeks
and some have drifted out there, but the rest just want
to stay in the country they know. I have to get some salt
out there in Pitchfork to try and lure them out that way.
After chores I saddled up Gambler and went out into the
north trap to find a packhorse. My first choice was Rocky
and I lucked out and found him and a dozen others near
the protein tubs above the tank. It was a quick run back
into the H.Q. corrals where I cut him off and turned the
others back out.
Rocky was none to happy being called back to work but
he settled down as I slipped a halter on him and led him
to the barn. I grabbed a packsaddle and threw it in the
back of the truck and loaded Rocky, Gambler, and a half
dozen blocks of salt.
I trailered out to Fence tank, saddled Rocky and loaded
two blocks of salt and headed up above Steve Tank. It was
pretty windy all the way; we weren't within a mile of a
tree all day.
It took a bit less than an hour to get there. I dropped
the salt and headed back to the truck for more. We made
two more trips, each one longer than the one before getting
farther out in the pasture each time. The second trip we
dropped the salt near Hay tank and the third trip we went
all the way out to the Ruins. Rocky sure worked like a
champ, never a bobble or any nonsense the whole day. We
worked about six hours, the wind stayed steady and it got
colder as the day went along. When we got back to the truck
after the last trip I stripped the saddles off the two
horses and turned them out in the little corral around
Fence tank. They both enjoyed a good roll in the sand along
the edge of the water and then went to grazing. I grabbed
my trapping stuff and headed up canyon a bit.
Above Fence tank five canyons come together into T Bar
Valley. All day as I rode back and forth through there
I saw coyote tracks all over the place coming and going.
I have decided to do some trapping and try to protect the
herd a bit now that calving season is on us. The wolf people
always use the excuse of too many coyotes to take the blame
for their wolf kills, so I figure I'll reduce the coyotes
and maybe change that excuse.
I made five sets, one in each canyon and hoped for the
best. I loaded up the horses and gear and headed home just
as it was starting to snow, getting in about 6pm.
Hi 30, lo 11 sunny in the morning and clouds starting
mid afternoon.
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