Right On

The days seem to be passing quickly although this one has been a bit to long!  I'm inside today playing catchup on the computer.  It's beautiful weather here today but we've had a fire that has been burning up on the Beaver mountain and the valley is filled with smoke.

Saturday we moved cows on one of our BLM allotments.  The middle of the summer was great with plenty of rain and yet this last month or so has turned off very dry.  All of our ground could really use a good drink.  The cattle howeve bad r looked great.  There is a Dark Horse heifer that I'm in love with and wanted to take back to the corral so it hurt.  For lack of time, and perhaps a little patience (Dad was ready to head back to the ranch) we left her be till they come into the ranch towards the middle of the week.  The calves really are bloomy.  I had to laugh just thinking about what midwestern boys would think about our grazing allotment, I'm sure to them the feed would look scarce.  Those dry allotments are fragile, we manage them so the grazing isn't to heavy.  The feed although minimal is strong and the cattle look great.  They have to trail a mile or so back and forth to water so the calves will come in good and solid.

We pictured WLE Right On, our new herd sire.  The picturing conditions where less then ideal and I defiantly had a good exercise by the time we got him done, he had free roam of two pastures.  I was glad that Steven was there to help me.  He was luckily on Dad's favorite old mare Milly and had to cross the creek several times.  James came along for the ride yet waited patiently on the other side of Right Hand (a creek that runs into the maine fork of Asay Creek) while Steven tried to persuade the bull that he wanted to stay put.  We ended up getting him pictured in while standing in a marshy meadow with about two inches of water, my boots are getting a little worn through as the summer comes to an end but they held their own and my feet stayed moderately dry.  James was pretty dissapointed that his favorite horse Cricket wasn't there to ride but cheered up pretty fast.  Oh to have the worries of a four year old when the worst thing about your day is the horse you have to ride, of course that put's me in a sour mood once in a while to lol!  Dad thought it was just hillarious.

The cattle are coming home in larger numbers now, a few of them stop along the way in ideal little honey holes for them, the only problem is the pristine pasture thats a quick stop of a solid munch is also the front lawn of the cabins along the Mammoth and Tommy Creek.  Both the Josea's are up there today making sure the cattle keep Asay Creek as the maine goal and stay their course.

Our prayers are with all those who are suffering from the floods, we hope and pray for you in this time of trial.  I can't imagine watching a year's worth of hard work disappearing before your eyes.

Jeannie