Our weekends have been busy- like something every weekend. Family reunions, parties, and of course, team brandings. One of The Rancher’s favorite team brandings is at small town Bancroft, Idaho.
Being in such a remote area with nothing around it but farms and ranches, you can see why he likes it. Only the real cowboys come out, and even though it’s competitive roping, those cowboys make it a good time.
I might have mentioned before that I’m working in my roping. I want to be a REAL cowgirl, so I figure I better get this roping thing down. The Rancher thought that this would be a great time to give it a try. “I’ll put her right in your loop, babe. It’ll be easy!” Ya… I said no… I got a little stage fright. I better practice up a little more before I put some money down. And if your gonna lose (which I most likely would) you better look good doing it, and I’m pretty sure I would have just looked like a fool! Turns out it was a good choice to not rope because a big ol’ storm came through with some crazy wind. I could just see me roping myself with that kind of wind…
But next year… I’ll get all practiced up and next year I’ll do it!
This summer is just flying by!I feel like we just barely moved cows up to Badger Hole last week… Ya, they are already long gone from that range!Sadly, I am just now getting to share it to you.
The ride to Badger Hole is pretty easy.That’s why The Rancher’s Sidekick got to go…They just follow the road for a few miles and then, ta da! We’re there.
Once we get there the cows bury their heads in the grass and totally forget about their calves.Ya, know… the typical thing they do once they get to greener feed.We like to hold them there at the water for a bit until they settle in and remember their calves.We’ll sort the pairs off slowly to make sure that all the calves have found their mommas.
Towards the end of sorting we have the less than smart cows left that try to give us a fight.Those ornery cows just don’t want to be bothered! Crazy at it may sound, it makes it a little fun.The cowboys have a chance to do a little cutting and show off some real cowboy skills!There is such a rush when you take off after a cow and have to stop in an instant to change directions.With a good horse that knows how to move you just slide down in the saddle, glue yourself in, and let her do all the work! I love watching a horse that knows what to do.You can see it in how she follows the cow with her ears pinned back, how she spins on her back feet or stops on a dime.Mmm…It makes me swoon just thinking about it!
Cutting athleticism at its finest!Watching a cowboy and his horse working together, making split second decisions and moving fast and smooth out on the range, watching out in God’s arena the way it was meant to be- making the cut when it matters.
Over the 4th of July weekend, my family had a reunion out on the ranch.And let’s be honest, what better place is there?!We shot guns, had a massive water fight, visited the ranch animals (and some milked a cow for this first time!) and enjoyed Malad’s 4th of July parade and firework show.
But the most fun we had was at the water slide… park… thing.This isn’t your typical water slide.No twisting slides splashing you into the pool.No slides that dump you straight down and give you an atomic wedgy.Oh no, these are much cooler!
When you drive up there you might be a little unimpressed.In the midst of the hay fields is a nice size hill with two; massive tarps running the length of the hill.At the top of each tarp is a small hose running water down.Something so simple couldn’t be that amazing, right?Man, this is the most fantastic thing ever!You can go down the slide on your knee/bum/tummy or these have a plethora of inner tubes (my personal favorite!).You start sliding down the hill, pick up some speed, and get spinning along the way.
About half way through we had the bright idea to do a train everybody holding onto each other’s tubes so that we all went down together.We must have had 5 or 6 tubes loaded up with kids, parents and even grandpa!The first time we went down was the most memorable.My brother and I were the caboose to our little train.We grabbed onto the tube in front of us.Actually to be more specific, we grabbed onto riders of the tube in front of us- my other brother and my 7 year old niece.In retrospect, my niece wasn’t the best to hold on to.Grandpa was at the front, the steam engine you could say.Once he started down, the rest of the train followed… except us.The tube in front of us took off and instead of my niece pulling us along, we just pulled her off!It was just like in the movies where the tube was ripped right out from under her and she was left sitting!We laughed and laughed as we jumped on to follow the train.
Never doubt a farmer and his ingenious ideas.You might think that a simple tarp down a few hills in the middle of a few fields is lame… and you would be wrong!
So did I tell you my brother-in-law is getting married?The Buckaroo has found himself a fine little filly and they’ve decided to get hitched!We are so stinking excited!Partly… nope mostly because we are finally getting the gender scale balanced.These boys have lived too long with too little estrogen in the air!
I’vve told these boys that I must approve before get all romantic and thus far they have done well getting me some good sisters.I especially love it when they bring home girls that will get out on the ranch with us.There isn’t much sweeter than a girl out roping the cowboys!!
But back to The Buckaroo and his almost Mrs. Buckaroo… When it came time for their engagement pictures they really wanted pictures done on the ranch, cowboy style.So they called me!We took an evening out through our private range land (the place that actually has a few trees!) and took ourselves some cowboy engagement pictures.
Are you wondering where I’ve gone?A whole week of nothing from The Rancher’s Wife… That’s, like, unheard of.I’m probably the chattiest girl in the valley!
But I have been gone this last week.To Girls Camp.We camped out near Soda Springs with about 150 other girls and leaders.And not to pat myself on the back, but I have to tell you that I rocked it.It wasn’t long after getting up there that I realized we had a bunch of city girls in our midst!Boy, was I grateful to be a rancher’s wife and new a little bit about surviving in the wild.Now I don’t know if I learned these things from life on the ranch or life living in the country. Either way, they are certainly worthy of sharing with you today.Here are my “5 Ways How Being a Rancher’s Wife Makes me an Awesome Camper!”
1.I know how to set up a tent.Seriously, you would think that such a basic camping essential would be high on the list of knowing BEFORE you go camping, but for some it wasn’t. For as long as I can remember, I have known how to set up a tent.Growing up we would throw the tent up in the yard ALL the time.Or we would load up the camping gear and campout somewhere on the ranch.Since being married, The Rancher and I have even had the awesome opportunity to do overnight cattle drives where we camped along the way.Yep, this girl doesn’t need anyone setting a tent up for her!
2.I’m not afraid of bugs.I wish I had a dollar for every time I had to squash a bug or save some helpless girl from her impending doom.I’ll admit, I’m not a bug person.Especially the extra buzzy ones, but these girls were something else.It was almost like they had never been told there would be bugs!
3.I know how to tie knots and to use knives.Last minute I was asked to help teach some basic skills with knots and knives.It only took a quick look at the manual to know just what I was supposed to be teaching and we were on our way.I do have to give credit to my father-in-law, Rancher Sr., for being willing to help (he was there to cook all week).There were a few knots that I was sure everyone would know.Ya know, the ones we use almost daily to tie something together or up to the trailer.But no.A lot of them didn’t even know what a square knot was.But I guess that’s why they were there…
4.I took my cowgirl boots to camp in.Everyone has their favorite pair of shoes or hiking boots to camp in.For some crazy it is their flip flops…. Mine are my boots.They have kept me clean and dry all over the ranch and did the same camping.I didn’t suffer from stubbed-toe-itis, nasty-dirty-toenail-itis, or soaked-foot-itis. I love my cowgirl boots, especially when they can be functional and fashionable!
5.I can cook over a fire.And when I say I can cook over a fire I don’t mean a hot dog on a stick.Don’ get me wrong, I love a good tube steak.But camping should be more than just a weiny roast or tinfoil dinners.We enjoyed BBQ ribs, cheesy bacon potatoes, corn on the cob, and dutch oven cobbler. That’s pretty close to the same menu we had branding this spring.Cooking on the desert for the cowboys is all too similar to cooking at camp.But wherever we eat camping out, it’s in style!
Ok, I have to share a bonus.The last bit to share about how my ranch life has helped me be an awesome camper is dealing with the dirtiness of camping.From the dusty sock line to the greasy hair I was totally ok that I hadn’t showered all week.Don’t be grossed out.Please.I pride myself in being ok with doing my hair once and leaving it up for the week, having spraying on tan of dirt, and wearing no makeup.Working on the ranch has taught me to appreciate crazy hair, dustiness, and make-up-less face!
My list isn’t anything crazy…No secret tips on how to camp rancher style.But it’s crazy how many skills I use for camping I have learned from the ranch!
Hello! I'm Allison, The Rancher's Wife! There's nothing I love more than being out on the ranch with my husband and kids. Join me for a look at what goes on here at the ranch and the life being a rancher's wife!