Last week they weaned the beef cattle, and as you can probably surmise, I go nowhere without my camera in tow. :) And this morning, my chauffeuring duties were called upon so I left the breakfast dishes in the sink to soak and headed out in the fog:
I followed the crew to a spot about 6 miles from the house and dropped my rig, jumping in with the boys.
It took us an hour to drive 6.5 miles to their drop off point. The road's pretty rough and when you're hauling a 24' trailer loaded with horses and driving between 3-10 mph, it takes a while. :)
And the boys had the added joy of working in the fog which makes for a slow start:
Old Gray is asking, "And you expect me to find cattle HOW in this?!"
A few of the crew even drove past the road that brings them to headquarters when they drove in for breakfast. It's no wonder with these conditions.
Gearing up for a long ride this morning. DH said they rode close to 30 miles between the morning and afternoon gather. Makes for a long day for both horse and rider. The fellas have at least 4 horses that they rotate using one in the morning, another in the afternoon, and 2 fresh ones the following day.
I wished them luck as they headed out and crept back through the fog to where I had left my outfit before heading back to the house:
Initially, before the fog became a part of the equation, DH thought they'd be ready for dinner at 11, and with me being away for 2 hours, I was going to have to scramble a bit, but it was 1:30 before they rolled in. DH is good about calling and letting me know if things change. Around here, dinner needs to be ready anywhere between 10 and 3. I always say that the difference between a good meal and a GREAT meal is about 3 hours. :)