As the storms came up on the horizon tonight there were still animals to move. It was a problem. We had bulls who needed to be moved in with the
herd bull. Young heifers (too young to breed) who needed to be moved off the herd bull (they were being weaned), and in with the cows.
All the girls and boys want to socialize, crossing in the pastures. But there's no socialization, just time to move. Everybody gets angry. It's a
dusty, dangerous and just plain hard work time. Anything that can go wrong usually does. Fences are put to the test, people get stepped on, horses
fall...but you keep going. You just can't let up, re-planning the plan as each dynamic changes.
Sometimes you don't know what's going on in another pasture, but you hope people are working in the same direction as you are...moving animals. You
"cut" (separate) one animal, and two escape. People moving every direction, horses ears spinning around on a swivel and everyone is breathing hard.
Winter storm is coming. No time to waste. All just to cut out one late bull calf. Rodeo. People cut on fences, banged up fingers on chains and
gates...and then the wind comes up. The storms on the high plains of the west. This is what we do. I know this cow will go this way, and that cow
will jump. This one is the leader of those dozen or so, this other one the leader of those. Whites of horses eyes, stopping short, ducking
under...whoa boy! Keep going.
And now it's snowing...probably a foot or more tonight and another tomorrow. We got it done. It's never easy, but i wouldn't trade it for the world.
Tomorrow, just looking out across the horizon, snow and all, knowing everybody got where they needed to be (once again), the windswept high plains of
Colorado, it'll all be worth it. (again).
Maybe another 7-8 years and like many others, this cattleman will pack it in and call it a day. The last of a few, and a dying breed. All the land
sold and off to enjoy a nice big boat and a place on the water. I don't know if I'll ever fit in, but I know I'll never forget this. It's all I
I'll never forget the crossing in the night.
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