Last sunny, warm-ish Sunday morning found us bouncing over ranch roads. We enjoyed a good Sunday morning church service via our local talk radio station and the easy company of being together. DH was pulling his traps (We have an abundance of coyotes - thus DH was trapping for predator control), checking cattle, and we chased quail. We spent some time on Sardine mountain which I am renaming Rattlesnake mountain. DH was up here last spring and saw at least 50 Rattlesnakes on that one trip. He caught 15 and took them to our friend who is a taxidermist. I am thankful I was not with him on that trip although I did take the snakes to the taxidermist. I am absolutely terrified of Rattlesnakes so I told DH that taking them to town was a testament to how much I loved him. :)
The sun was just beginning to warm up the rocks, but it it was only 40 degrees so the snakes hadn't made their way to their sunning spots just yet although I was warned multiple times to watch each step. I tried not to think about the fact that there was a big, fat Rattlesnake coiled under pretty much every rock I stepped on. -Shiver-.
Other than that - this is such a pretty spot:
And the first ladybug of the year was warming herself on the rocks:
Every time DH bent down, I wondered if he'd found a snake:
Nope, Just a porcupine in one trap, released the little fella, and grinned as we watched him toddle on his merry way. He wasn't hurt.
And thankfully, no snakes were spotted on this trip. I was afraid to look too hard, but DH said looking hard was exactly what I ought to be doing:
We spotted lots of deer on the horizon. They were just dots and this is a terrible picture. Wish I had my good camera with me.
Antelope were out grazing:
Cattle were dipping their toes into the shoreline:
.Quail season is over on the 15th and DH wanted to add a few more to our freezer.
For those of you who don't know, those little rascals are FAST! It's pretty bad when you are outrun by a bird with 2" legs. LOL I was plumb give out. DH is fast and stealthy. Me. Not so much. :)
Here are a couple of quail from the house covey. We never shoot the ones around the house and they often find their way into the chicken coop. I took this shot when we had all that snow. They're pretty little things:
We came home about 2 and I threw some salmon in the oven and made a salad. When mornings start at 4 a.m. and includes chasing quail, I'm starting to fade by 2, but I rallied and made it until 7. To say that I slept like a log would be an understatement, but it makes me wonder how I'm going to make it when the sun doesn't set until 9:30 this summer.