The 'misfits' inhaling their grain.
It just depends on your perspective....when you are an avid snowmobiler, holding your breath until you can go sledding, any hint of snow is reason for hope and joy. When you are a rancher and horse herd owner, looking at feeding up to 20 round bales of hay PER DAY, too much early snow and cold is as dreaded as a dose of the plague. When those big beautiful flakes start falling in November, I get that cold 'hair standing up on the back of your neck' feeling and it doesn't go away until the sun shines again!
Trailing for the feed grounds of home on a cold grey day.
Cows 'out rustling'.
They are quite funny actually, when they get used to rustling, and are not thinking about tractors and feeding. Although we have the majority in, with our 'eyes in the sky" (I'll mention again how awesome having pilots for brothers is!) we have found several small groups. Yesterday, Eli and I headed up with a tractor and bale of hay to where we knew there were three cows in an area. Unfortunately for me, it had gotten too late to ride my horse back home when gathering another area the day before....so I was on foot. Gawk!
Young cattle on feed at Three Circle Ranch.
Cheers all, until next time.