Don't ya just love weathermen?
The next time they get a weather report right will be the first time! The "little" storm we had scheduled last night was supposed to be a skiff and be gone. We left home at 8 am with the power out all night and 8 inches of snow on the ground. We got to the ranch and 16 inches of snow! :shock: I'd call that a pretty nice skiff! Enroute to the ranch the long way as the short way is impassable thanks to a skiff of snow.
We split up once we got out there. Dad and Phil took the truck over east to check the bottom's of the canyons where the cows congregate at the low gates. I took a horse across to check Burn canyon again and break a trail for cows to follow back to the ranch. Visibilty was about 50 yards. Freshly flocked cedar trees lined part of the trail.
Doc was up to his ears in snow. Doc also has anger management issues with weathermen! :wink:
We made Burn canyon and found the tracks of 6 head headed west. Good cows! Self portrait of a good horse and abominable snow man.
So we took their tracks back toward the ranch. They had dropped off to the lower fence of the allotment and then tacked nor-east to arrive exactly at the wing of the corral. Must have a GPS! This is King Soloman ledge poking up out of the fog and snow. Neat indian writing in a cove near the top. Next summer i'll try to remember to show ya.
I got a whole 6 cows today and technically they got theirselves! Dad and Phil brought in 24 with the truck! :shock: I am a miserable buckaroo!
I was so distraught i forgot to take pictures of the cows! So i took snow scene pictures instead. The long corral at the ranch.
The gate into the horse corral.
Past the stockade fence to the Beehouse. The reason the corrals are in tough shape is twofold. 1st, they are over a hundred years old and pretty sentimental. 2nd, after my grandparents died my aunt now owns the actual ranch home and corrals. We've used them ever since Phil bought the cows and permit from her. But as the family has expanded like all families do, my aunt's family has slowly weaned the rest of us from the place. I completely understand them wanting to do anything they want to with thier property. It's kinda tough but completely fair. They don't want the corrals fixed at all. In the very near future we will need to build new shipping corrals as the writing is on the wall, so to speak. :wink: Anyway, that's why the corrals look like firewood! such is life eh?
Out of focus desert shot as the sun heads toward Hawaii.
A skiff of snow on the Sheeprock mountains! I gotta go back to the dang day job Mon-Thurs so Dad and Phil will have to find the rest without me. Friday mornin' we point them south for Delta. Sunday night we'll bed em' down for the winter.
We split up once we got out there. Dad and Phil took the truck over east to check the bottom's of the canyons where the cows congregate at the low gates. I took a horse across to check Burn canyon again and break a trail for cows to follow back to the ranch. Visibilty was about 50 yards. Freshly flocked cedar trees lined part of the trail.
Doc was up to his ears in snow. Doc also has anger management issues with weathermen! :wink:
We made Burn canyon and found the tracks of 6 head headed west. Good cows! Self portrait of a good horse and abominable snow man.
So we took their tracks back toward the ranch. They had dropped off to the lower fence of the allotment and then tacked nor-east to arrive exactly at the wing of the corral. Must have a GPS! This is King Soloman ledge poking up out of the fog and snow. Neat indian writing in a cove near the top. Next summer i'll try to remember to show ya.
I got a whole 6 cows today and technically they got theirselves! Dad and Phil brought in 24 with the truck! :shock: I am a miserable buckaroo!
I was so distraught i forgot to take pictures of the cows! So i took snow scene pictures instead. The long corral at the ranch.
The gate into the horse corral.
Past the stockade fence to the Beehouse. The reason the corrals are in tough shape is twofold. 1st, they are over a hundred years old and pretty sentimental. 2nd, after my grandparents died my aunt now owns the actual ranch home and corrals. We've used them ever since Phil bought the cows and permit from her. But as the family has expanded like all families do, my aunt's family has slowly weaned the rest of us from the place. I completely understand them wanting to do anything they want to with thier property. It's kinda tough but completely fair. They don't want the corrals fixed at all. In the very near future we will need to build new shipping corrals as the writing is on the wall, so to speak. :wink: Anyway, that's why the corrals look like firewood! such is life eh?
Out of focus desert shot as the sun heads toward Hawaii.
A skiff of snow on the Sheeprock mountains! I gotta go back to the dang day job Mon-Thurs so Dad and Phil will have to find the rest without me. Friday mornin' we point them south for Delta. Sunday night we'll bed em' down for the winter.