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Finally! I hooked up the team to the dump rake and got the hay out behind the house all raked into windrows…not very good hay but something will eat it this winter I bet… I may go back and rake it into big piles… I need a horse sweep… Roz’s eye still looks bad but she seems to have a bit of peripheral vision out of it. She did fine, but I am afraid it will never be the same… dang i hate that. Cindy keeps after me to drive the young mare but a dump rake ain’t no place to ride out a runaway.,.. I plan on using Wren with Ron this winter on the bale wagon… I should hook them to the bob sled and get some fat and sweat off from them…wouldn’t be to bad if I had someone to go along for wrecks and gates… I also got the hay out across the road rakes up and it started to sprinkle just as i was getting done, still haven’t decided if it’s worth the work and time to get the hay out of the road ditches… sure wish i’d gotten a sweep made this spring…

I have went to three in the last week, fist Rod McQueary’s, then Jerry Croft’s and today, Dan Wicks…lot’s of people at these last two… which is to be understood, Jerry and Dan had lot’s of friends… so did Rod, but this was the second memorial for Rod there had also been a couple in Nevada, not too long after his passing…when we took Dan t the grave site at Red Owl, there was a procession several miles long…Dan had been fighting Lou Gehrig’s for 3 years, so he suffers no more…Jerry too had suffered a long time in a hospital, but only the family was aware of it…Rod wasn’t too long suffering in a hospital…all were men I enjoyed immensely…all were not perfect, but a joy to be around…they will all be missed, but will be remembered… I guess that is about the best any of us can hope for…

On foot sore yearlings. Chance and I roped and vaccinated 6 tonight, a couple had bad eyes, so it wasn’t just the feet.. I think the eyes are coming from all the flies, not sure what is the problem causing the sore feet, there is iodized salt blocks out, but I may need to get some loose white and mix in my own iodine in a stronger mixture…anyway, we got our horses and our roping arms loosened up!

I got the mower hooked up and it worked fine… had to make a few minor repairs as i mowed. I got the hay yard across the road mowed, the calving pasture on the east slope and the road ditches…now I have to get the rake fixed up and the team hooked up and get to making bunches… hope I can drive Roz, with her bad eye, i guess I will see… my saddle making apprentice is showing up tomorrow, supposedly…Dan Wicks who has been fighting Hodgkins or Lou Gerig passed away today… no word yet as to the funeral date. JJ Croft, a saddle maker from up by Deadwood passed away a few days ago… they are having a family get together at he and Duffy’s place on Saturday i am planning on going to…it was a pretty nice day, not too hot and not to windy… supposedly we have a chance for rain but I ain’t seen any yet…

Monday morning I took off fro Wyoming. A friend who had passed away some time back, his wife and in-laws were erecting a ,monument on the home ranch for him and all friends and relatives were invited to it as a celebration of his life. Rough rugged country, just off the Powder river on Bitter creek…beautiful country, great ranch folks and a wonderful experience…
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I think this is a wonderful way to remember someone… there is an etched plaque attached in front with his picture and some words of his on it…

a friend of Scottish descents, as was Rods, sent a message he wanted added in some way, so we used small letters and hammered them into a light piece of brass and attached it…. it was in Scottish with the translation, : I will place a rock on your cairn to help keep your memory fresh” as best i can recall…. seems in days of old when the Scots went off to battle, each would place a stone on a cairn and those who survived, when they returned, removed their stone… a monument to remember…

They scattered ashes around and on the monument.. he had his mother and father in law their, of course his widow and children and grandchildren..

Rod was a bit of a tease and trickster, much as the old Indian s claim thew coyote is….I had decided to take a real cool old horned cow skull I have been saving for a special occasion… when I went to pick it up, I was going to sniff it to see if there was any bad smell on it… As I put my nose close a whole herd of wasps boiled out and attacked me….I went to sputtering and falling back, dropping thew skull and knocking off my hat and glasses… I got about 4 stings, none real bad, but painful…so I decided to got get a different skull… when i went to pick it up I was very careful to inspect for wasps, but there were none and i couldn’t really sell any bad smell, maybe a bit of old cow horn smell, but any cowboy wouldn’t mind that….as i walked to the vehicle with it i noticed brown liquid coming out of one horn where rain water had seeped in.. I placed it in two garbage bags and decided there still was too much chance f a bad smell to haul it in Cindy’s car, so instead went and found a nice piece of petrified wood…yup, Rod was just jacking with me… and I am sure laffing his butt off! He did something similar to an old friend when they erected one of these on his families ranch in Nevada, last winter…we all laffed hard at the little pranks Rod was pulling on people, even tho’ we could not see him, but his presence was felt…

Rest in Peace Rod…a warrior is at rest now…

Got the last of them hauled in this morning, took the flatbed back to cliff’s and dropped it off, no body home, so I will have to give him a call…this afternoon I went north and hauled ans stacked the bales up there… when I got done and came home, I was hot and tired so stripped down and jumped in the pool… invigorating! Then into the house for a shower to warm back up a bit…the phone guys came today and buried the line into H&C’s house..

I hauled and stacked bales today until about 3…. I am building a stack behind Hope and Chances house that will double as a windbreak… Fr Tyler called yesterday and asked us to come in and share a meal with him this evening, we did so… he is off in the morning for a Trip to Rio for World Youth day, please pray for him and the young travels if you are so inclined….the cicada’s are buzzing in the tree’s this evening, supposedly when you hear them it is either 60 or 90 days to the first frost… or something like that, I wrote it on the calender at 60 days, so we will see… back to hauling bales tomorrow, hopefully I can get it finished up and the neighbors flatbed back to him…

I took the Case up west and worked on the Plum crossing to smooth out the ruts a bit this morning and went to ricking up bales, two side by side…Cindy came and got me a bit before noon and we counted bales and ten took my pickup to Punkin Center, fueled it up and got some posts for my corral project and a new hose for a cattle waterer…we ate a bite and headed home, unloaded the posts then i ran up to Cliff’s to get his flatbed, came back and up the creek and finished ricking up bales and loaded a load. Ol’ Teddy had to grunt to pull this rascal with 16 bales on…I also rebuilt another crossing so I could cross the creek and rick up the bales on that side…eventually it will wash out but served it’s purpose for the day. Cindy helped me when I got back with the first load and we got the loader all working and the narrow bucket put on the old IH so I could use it to unload the bales and stack them.. I got 3 loads in this afternoon/evening… back at it tomorrow unless something comes up…

Yesterday i took Lige and Gabe and met their folks in Hill City. We watched some logging contests as it was a celebration there… I had to take off about 2 so left the boys with their folks and headed to Rapid to meet up with Chance and then we drove to Hay Creek camp for a Cancer Ride and Benefit, to raise fund s for Tuff Enough To Wear Pink… had nice crowd and a god time. got home about 11 last night.

It sure is quiet around here this morning….

This evening Chance and two of the minions and I rode down to move steers and doctor any that needed it.. found a dead one, must have been lightning…found one who had a bad eye, so Chance slips up and sneaks a nice head shot on, I wave a hip shot on as he blows by, but can’t keep my dallies,. my two rein horse was not responding as I had hoped…. I get off, pick up my rope, get back on Pilgrim and snag one hind foot and we stretch him out and get short, then Chance ties the hind feet together after throwing his rope down, and goes to doctoring on him while me and Pilgrim hold the hind feet, about that time I look up and there are a bunch of steers standing close watching, one had managed to pick up the coils of Chances rope around one front foot and had it snugged up tight, he goes to backing up to get away from it and he was better at holding the head than lots of horses! I turned loose of the feet and he even drug the tied steer by the head for a little ways, Chance cuts the rope, we turn the doctored steer loose and the rope is off the other steers front foot just laying in the grass…never seen nuthin’ like that before!

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