Friday night when I got home I had a pain in my side.. thought it was gas..couldn't sleep.. finally when Cindy woke up at about 4 we decided I better go to the doctor.. after much checking, they decided I needed my appendix taken out. So they made an appointment with a surgeon in Spearfish, we drove there and about 3:30 Saturday afternoon I woke up with a bad trippy drug induced mind, some extra holes in my hide and we headed home. Everything was way weird, ok, even for me, but Cindy did a great job driving me home, tho' I was sure we were going to die at any minute because 15 mph felt like 60 mph and the car was so jerky. Guess I will never make it as a druggie...paranoia and weirdness are not my bag.. so now we know one more drug that doesn't work for me. I told the Doctor I liked Demoral for pain medicine and any kind of drug like morphine or similar didn't work. He said Demoral was old fashioned and they didn't use it any more... guess what, it is the only one that works for me. Doctors and nurses were all very nice, but you sure find out what it feel like being a cow and run thru' the chute! So today, we needed to sort some cattle. Chance and the crew could handle it, but I felt good enough to wander down and watch awhile.. then I stole my horse who Gus was riding and made him go get another one. Felt good! Way more comfortable than my easy chair or a bed. We quit for lunch and they went back out to finish up by bringing another bunch in. I was going to stay in the house, but got ancy and uncomfortable, so went back out. Gus was riding my nice young horse, so I stole him and made him ride the other horse I had ridden earlier. Even better! This young horse is easy to get along with and pretty smooth. I guess what they say is right. The outside of a horse is good for the inside of a man. And before you start calling and writing and cussing me for a fool, I did use a mounting aid to get on. And I felt better after the ride than before. Matter of fact only thing that is sore is my right side where I tried to stretch and yawn this morning and I must have pulled something.. but it isn’t bad.. just sore. Amazing what the medical profession can do these days. Now, if I can just get them to use Demoral again!
It is Memorial Day as I write this.
So many thoughts as this day goes by. My great Grandfather was in the Civil War. My grandfather missed out on WWI. My Dad and one of his brothers were both listed as 4F but the youngest did serve in the European Theater in WWII. He never said much about it. Other than to say when they shipped home it was on a banana boat and there were thousands of sick men on it from the 11 days at sea and rough passage.
My older brother enlisted at the end of the Viet Nam war. I was in between. My middle son served in Iraq. He doesn’t talk too much about it. Cindy has a nephew who has been over to the sandbox 3 times.
All those wars. All those fine men and women who went and did what was asked of them. It always chokes me up when I think of them and the ones who are still enlisting. Willing to put their butt on the line at any given moment.
Some say, well, I just was a cook or a mechanic or a paper pusher. I don’t care. You went! And thank you all for doing so.
And thanks to those who gave it all and did not come back alive, or the ones who did but suffered for ever after from the effect of what they went thru’.
That is courage. That is bravery.
THOSE are MY hero’s.
Thank you Lord for sending us men and women who did what they did.
Rain! We got some! Sure is great stuff. Grass looks better and it smells wonderful. I guess everything looks better after a bath!
We have been working on a water project. Not going the way I planned, but you would think I would expect that, because it always seems to go that way. Things I didn’t think about that have to be dealt with and crop up. But when all the work, worry and sweat are over, it will be worth it and the pain and misery of it forgotten. At least by me! I can’t seem to remember much of any thing any more. I bought a small notebook to keep in my pocket, to write things down, so I wouldn’t forget them, but I can’t remember where I put it! I guess I could make note on the phone I have in my pocket, but I would forget how to go back and find them, I am sure!
Coming home from a branding the other day with a couple grandkids and they were telling me about their school work. Something was mentioned about the computers they worked on in school. My granddaughter asked me, “Grampa, what kind of computer did you do your school work on? “
When I told her that we didn’t have computers back then, her eyes got real big. I then explained that there were computers in the world, but they would have been about the size of the pickup and trailer we were riding in and pulling. I told her the the computer in my pocket, which is a phone and many other things, would be so much more powerful and do so much more than those old computers that were so big back then. Then I started telling them about all the things we have now that we didn’t back then. Like microwaves. And that all the food came unprepared. Except for pot pies and TV dinners. TV dinners took some explaining!
I remember my dad, who was born in 1914, telling me, that when he was a kid and the first cars started coming around, people were saying that by the time he was older, everyone would have a flying car. And he was pretty disgusted that in his old age he still didn’t have a flying car!
I saw awhile back, where they had made a drone that you could ride in and fly low, over the ground. Yeah, baby, that is what I am waiting for!
I sure hope your getting rain and we all get a bunch more!
Sure has been nice weather. Only way it could be better is if it was raining every day! I see some have been getting some moisture. Hope someone ordered more for this area!
Calving is about wrapped up. Ours have calved out pretty steady. Gramma and I pulled a slick one the other day. While checking the drop bunch, there was quite a bunch close to a gate so with some fancy foot work by my little jitney, and some older cows who new the drill, we got quite a big bunch of them pairs kicked out. Took a little patience and it maybe ain’t the cowboy way, but when you get older, you tend to get smarter…sure saved us some time kicking them out and there was getting to be a lot in there. As they say, there is more than one way to skin a cat.
Wonder where that expression came from? Who in the heck skins cats? Or are they talking about skinning a cat as in a Caterpillar type cat that you can push and dig in the dirt with.? And if so, what do they mean by it…? If anyone knows, I’d appreciate them telling me! These kinds of questions keep me awake at night!
Had some runt cowpunchers up here this evening.. riding the little ponies and half ponies. Getting ready for an upcoming branding, I guess. I sure will be glad when they get big enough to catch my horse and saddle and bridle him for me.
We have a water project in the works. Bringing water from one well that has better water and switching the well we use now to just livestock water. Criss crossing of lines.. trying not to hit any electrical or phone lines. The guy broke down Friday afternoon late and had to repair. My feet were shot and I ain’t no help at mechanic works so I quit and went to the house. I guess he told Chance he will be back in a few days… so we have some big holes around, waiting to hook and un hook lines.. got a partial ditch to put pipe in and finish when he gets back. I was smart enough to take some photos and draw a little map, so down the road, maybe someone will have an idea where all these lines are at. Sure wish Dad and I had thought of that all those years back when we first started putting in lines around the buildings. So far we haven’t struck gold or oil so I guess God still doesn’t want me to get rich. Probably figures I’d just waste it on land and cattle!
Here’s hope by the next time I write we are all fighting mud!
We kind of have calving and branding seasons running together. Most of our neighbors start calving about a month or so ahead of us.. and many are trying to get branded up so they can get them to summer pasture. We aren’t hauling any anywhere else for summer this year.. other than some steers hauled to the sale barn, if the dang market would get better. I know, I know, greedy ain’t I? I would like to get paid for wintering them!
The last heifer calved awhile back, so calving is getting better. But I am wishing we were leasing bulls instead of owning them.. when I checked cows this morning both the new bulls who were still supposed to be in the corral, had escaped and were out with the drop bunch. I guess if they had to be with one of the bunches, that was the best as none are cycling right now. Either still haven’t calved or haven’t calved long enough to cycle. There were some heifer yearlings out there, but I don’t think they are cycling either. Guess we will find out when we preg this fall!
Then a neighbor stopped in to say we had a bull on the road. Wasn’t too big of a deal getting him back, but he and some others were in a pasture they weren’t supposed to be in. Me and the dogs got them relocated, found the open gate they had come thru’ and shut it. And then noticed some more yearlings and a cow with a fairly new baby calf, in another pasture. I knew the cow was out there but had forgotten about her. Really didn’t think she was going to enjoy all the attention from 16 bulls when she started to cycle, so went back with my horse and got her sorted off and where she should be across the road. Man, she was high headed rip! Her poor little calf is in training for the Preakness or something, she must think, because he had to rope to keep up with her trot! Last I saw of them, they had went thru’ the gate and were headed north at a high rate of speed. Sure hope they slowed down before they got to the next fence a mile north!
But back to the branding.. we got all done but one more neighbor .. and of course, ours. Sure is nice to see all the neighbors and watch the little kids who are not so little anymore, wrestling calves and roping. Kids. They are the best thing we raise in this part of the country!
Here is hoping we get a bunch of rainy days!
Seems like we have been busy, I missed a couple of these columns or what ever it is you call what I write in here and they publish.. but my schedule has been hectic. And now branding season has started. Always enjoyable to get together with neighbors and see what everybody is up to. Kind of like Facebook only way better!
We evidently used a heifer bull who wasn’t a very good heifer bull last summer. Some of these two year olds are needing a lot of help. We only have one left and when she calves we are either going to get drunk to celebrate or drunk to drown our sorrow!!! I don’t remember the last time I had to help this many heifers calve! One thing about it, we are getting pretty good at pulling them out!
Not complaining.. heck, it would do no good anyway.. just thinking out loud. On the plus side, it has been great weather. A little dry to suit most people, but it sure makes it nice for the baby calves.
I have been getting some riding on my young horse who needs a little more education. I got him as a yearling from Vern and Laurie Ward and he has just been great. As a 2 year old I sent him to a young neighbor couple who specialize in starting young horses and when I got him home, I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep riding him as I wanted, and he was pretty little to pack an old, fat man around, so made a deal with a young neighbor girl and she rode hm a little thru’ most of the summer. Both parties did a great job and he is a nice horse. Matter of fact, I liked him so well, we went back last fall and got two more from Vern and Laurie. I say both their names, but really only got to see Laurie.. that dang Vern stays busy!
Speaking of horses, have you kept up with the horse market? Seems like everybody must want one as they are sure bringing some good money and if you want a team to drive you better have some deep pockets. I am not sure if Covid had anything to do with it or what, but they are pricey. It’s about time these folks who raise some good ones got paid what they are really worth.. makes it a little tough on the checkbook if you want one, but what I notice, they are still quite a bit cheaper than them four wheelers and side by sides, most have went to. Those things are handy, but I done see any of them that can do what a horse can, and they don’t run on grass and hay like a horse!
Here is hoping your having a great spring and your calving is all done or close to it!
Ah., spring time…a time of wonderful weather, balmy, sunny, calm.. but not in Mudville! Or much of this country, very often, either. The calendar tells us it’s spring, but those of us who have lived here very long know that we can have spring blizzards. And dust storms.
Yes, it can be very nice. But we usually get wind and some snow and hopefully rain. And we all could use some moisture! And it’s coming. We don’t know when or how much, but we are one day closer.
Many have been calving. We are just getting started. We have some first calf heifers and evidently one of the bulls we used last year is throwing some bigger calves. And one tonight, was in there backwards! Not sure what causes that and at times a cow can have a backwards calf. I know on one occasion as I was feeding, I saw a cow with the feet pointed skyward from the calf who was trying to escape the womb…As soon as I got done, I caught a horse and rode to get her in, only to find she had him on her own and she was licking him off and he was fine. Others have told me similar instances.
This evening as I was feeding (we have the cattle in close because of the beautiful weather, Haha!) and as I was feeding I saw a first calf heifer, two feet sticking out, bottoms of the feet pointed skyward…so I hurried and saddled a horse (sure was glad I had one in the corral!) and rode out to bring her in.. she resisted, but seeing as I was on a big, stout, cow eating booger and I had a rope, me and ol’ Pilgrim won the battle. Got her in the shed and as luck would have it, reinforcements had shown up in the form of Chance and Ryan and some grand kids. A good thing too because she was on the fight (and who wouldn’t be with a big calf trying to come out backwards) and we got her necked to a gentle post in the shed and got the calf pulled. He was big and pulled hard. Oh the joy of calving heifers!
At last check she was still not in a mood to be trifled with and the calf was alive. Hopefully he will be up and sucked when I go check early in the morning.
Here is hoping we get some warm rains and lots of it in the next 90 days or so.
I hope everyone had a happy and Blessed Easter. We did, all the kids and grandkids and a couple extras were here. Such nice weather too!
Cindy and I hauled some cull bulls to the sale barn today and then when we got home I got a call from a male grandson, asking if I was done sorting bulls. I said I was and had hauled them. He said he wanted to help. So I told him I was sorry, but I was going to go tear out and roll up some old fence if he wanted to help do that. You bet! He is 7 and thinks getting to help Grampa is a big deal. So I went and got him and then we stopped and got Gramma and we all went up and went to work. I helped them get started taking the wire off and then I went to rolling the wire up, afoot… there is an art to it.
I remember many years ago when a neighbor moved back to the family ranch and he was going to run sheep so needed to add wire to the 3 strand fence. There was a large farm out on the gumbo and they let him have the wire off the existing fences, for removing it. Several of us went and helped him for a few days. Man, he could almost trot and roll up barbed wire. It was amazing.. we started out side by side and it wasn’t long and he was a long ways ahead of me. And it wasn’t that I had never done it, but he had made it into an art form! Every time I roll up wire I think of that.
I suppose in this day and age, rolling wire by hand is probably scorned on. After all, we have wire rollers that you can buy and it rolls it up. Or you can roll it up on a pipe with a loader mounted post hole digger. Chance and his kids tore out quite a bit of fence for some people a couple summers ago and then rebuilt with all new material. They didn’t want the old wire so he just rolled it up on pipes and I guess they hauled it in and sold it for scrap price.
Different times! Not long ago I would have tore it down, rolled it up by hand and then brought it home to use. But they were in too much of a hurry to save it or any of the posts. Wanted everything new.
I am a believer in two wire barbed wire fences. When you have those, you will never over graze. As the cattle will just crawl out and go where the feed is better!
Here’s hoping your getting all your spring work done while we have this lovely weather!
Wow! If you need any fresh air, there is a lot going by. Just reach out and grab some. I am just grateful there isn’t a foot or two of snow laying around for it to play with. Tho’ it sure would fill some creeks and make run off to fill water holes. But it wouldn’t be much fun until it was done.
Seems like we get our fair share of wind around these parts. And many people complain about it. But doesn’t seem like to many do much about it. Well, I guess that isn’t quite true…we plant trees and build wind breaks. And we sure are grateful for them on these windy days.
I wonder about them old timers who first came to this country, many years ago, from east of here…… I don’t think they got the kinds of wind we do. Can you imagine them old time cowboys out on round up in the spring, having to be out in it all day and most of the night? I have sure been to some branding in the spring where it was so windy you could barely swing a rope and when you threw it to catch hind feet on a calf, you had to allow for windage. I am pretty sure I have a kink in my neck from pulling my hat down to keep it on, on windy days.
We used to have four windmills to pump water. Only two are left. One got crumpled by the wind and laid down. Another wasn’t used much so we took the head off and moved it to another mill. The two that are still standing, only one works. The other needs a new head. For those who don’t know, that is the part that turns round and round and pumps the water. This one, is old and worn out and just clicks… when cattle prices get better, we have plans to get a new one and put up.
The one that isn’t working is about 30 feet tall. Dad and a neighbor put it together and pulled it up after building it. While it was laying on it’s side on the ground, the neighbor mentioned to Dad that they ought to figure out a way to put the oil in it, before they pulled it erect, as they were both bothered by heights. Dad told him that “it sure didn’t look very tall, they would be alright”. He said when they pulled it up he was sure amazed how much it grew! They had to get another neighbor who wasn’t bothered by heights to come put the oil in it!
Here is hoping your anvil don’t blow away!
Snow! We got some.. nothing like the folks down around Cheyenne and Colorado. We might have had 4 inches. Wet! Good stuff! I feel for those who were calving thru’ this where they got hit harder. It is kind of muddy around here, but I much prefer mud over frozen hard dirt and snow!
We hooked up the team and have been feeding grain with them. The younger of the two hasn’t
had much training so it has been interesting. Seems like I could never get anyone to go along with me when ever I wanted to drive her, before. But Chance got interested and has been helping and learning. These maybe ain’t the best to learn on, but it is kind of like learning to cowboy, kind of sink or swim!
Years ago when I got my first team, my Dad had a fit. “I spent my whole life switching my fathers equipment over from teams to tractors and your switching them all back!”, he said. But he was sure right there when I hooked and drove them and told me what I was doing wrong. I started the first one alongside an older saddle horse I had driven. Just used a stone boat at first. Got her going pretty good one winter and then the next winter started her mate.. she was kind of snotty so I put a set of trip ropes on her and let her loose in the corral and taught her what the word Whoa, meant. Never had to spill her, just stopped her when I said it. Then Dad and I hooked her to my other mare who had some experience and had a set of trip on her. Dad sat on the corner of the hay wagon and held the rope to the trips.. away we went! Got pretty wild and pretty rapid a few times, but he never touched her trips.
After awhile she settled down and things went pretty smooth. He then told me when I asked why he’d never took ahold of her feet with them trips, that he didn’t like to trip them, as then they got to where they were afraid to get out and pull. Kind of glad he didn’t, explain that until afterwards! I sure would have been more nervous!
As to runaways he would say, “Where they gonna run? Let them run. They will stop after awhile!”
He sure din’t have as much imagination as I did!
I find myself looking back to those times with my son and this less trained mare… and I agree more with him now. As long as you can kind of point them, let them run. If they want to keep it up.. maybe encourage them until they don’t want to then go some more.. they soon learn running isn’t all that much fun.
I like teams. The best part about teams? I have never had one buck me off! I can’t say that for saddle horses! The price that fuel is getting, I am thinking more people are going to get interested in teams, to save some fuel.If you decide you want a team, let me know. I might be able to find you one. Can’t say how well trained they will be, tho’!