Allison - The Idaho Rancher's Wife

To the Leadore Angus Ranch Bull Sale

March 28, 2014 by Allison

At this time of year, the ranchers around here have bulls on the brain. There is a lot of prep work to be done before we turn the bulls out for another summer.

I have to throw this out there that I am so glad I’m not a cow (for a lot of reasons) because if someone was planning my next pregnancy this close to having my last baby (or if I was about to have a baby) I think I would give them a zap with the hot shot.

Good thing the cows don’t feel this way, because we are getting things geared up out here. One bull will cover (breed) about 25 cows, which means we need about 35 bulls. Choosing and buying new bulls can be pretty intense. The bulls we choose will factor in the end product we have- a good finished steer or a good replacement heifer.

The Rancher, the kids and I loaded up in the truck the other day and headed out to Leadore, Idaho (which happens to be where we met, fell in love, and lived when we were first married!) to find a bull at the Leadore Angus Ranch bull sale.

Before the auction ever starts they give the ranchers time to really look through the bulls. They give out as much information on the bull as possible to help buyers find what they want. In their sale magazine they have the parents of each bull, the bull’s individual performance (which is his birth weight, weaning weight, yearling weight, ect.) and then a list of the expected progeny difference (how they think the calves from this bull will perform).

It’s a lot to take in. In fact, I don’t even know what it all means! I guess that’s why I brought The Rancher… He was looking for a good bull for first time heifers. What he looks for in that jumble of numbers is a bull that will have a low birth weight (it makes calving easier for first time heifers), a high weaning weight (it means they gain weight well), and high milk production (for the heifers we will keep to be mommas later on). PS, did you know that milking traits are paternal, not maternal? Another important bit of info to look at was the CED, calving ease direct. It directly identifies which bulls will lead to easier calving.

Picking out a bull by the numbers is just the first part. Since we are looking to market our calves for meat, we want to produce cuts that have high marbling and a large rib eye (the spot where all of your steaks come out of) surface area. So the next page of numbers we looked at was the results from an ultrasound which gave the bull’s muscle and fat measurements.

After narrowing down the bulls we liked based on the progeny potential and the meat quality potential, it was time to actually go see the bulls. We look for a really fleshy bull, something with a wide backside and a long, deep body. Something that would grow a lot of good meat! We also check out their condition and how well they will make it out on the range. Some of the areas our cattle will go can be pretty intense, so we need a bull that will keep up and get the job done.

The real fun is when the auction gets started. There is all of the bustle of the people, the constant rambling of the auctioneer (I know its not rambling, that’s what it sounds like), the cattle moving in and out, and the ring man taking bids. There is a sort of tension in the air from the buyers trying to bid at just the right time against their competition, the men working the sale trying to get it just right, and the owners trying to have everything just right for a good sale day. I really meant it when I say the auction is the fun part! I love it all!

It was a little more stressful for The Rancher because he was busy trying to get in on those few bulls he really liked without paying a fortune! His patience won out and got him a really nice heifer bull at a good price. All in all, it was another good day for The Rancher and posse!

A Little Fun WIth Some Fuzzy Chicks

March 26, 2014 by Allison

Oh what a terrific few days we have had here! The sun is shining like it belongs! No cloudiness, no showers, yes wind… but we can put up with it. I have been out getting my little vegetable patch all ready to plant (a second little garden plot… because one garden is never enough!). Yes, I don’t plan to plant for a while, but I will be ready when its time!

Sunshine, gardening- this can only mean one thing… SPRING IS HERE! I am acutally having mixed feelings about spring. Don’t get me wrong, I love spring. Love it! I have been cooped up with my kids in this house for far too long. But there is so much work to still get done in the house (I can never keep up with these mess makers!) and all I want to do is go outside. I’m in a dilemma- either I feel guilty when I am outside because there is housework to be done, or I am sad because I am inside NOT enjoying the sun.

I just go outside anyways!

Spending time on the ranch is precious and we never get tired of it. We hang out with The Rancher, we visit the horses and the milk cow. The Rancher’s Sidekick and I practice our roping on the grouchy, white dog (I’m the mom that roped the dog first… I probably shouldn’t be setting such a terrible example). And now we have a few extras friends to visit…

The fuzzy chicks!

Definitely another sign that spring is here! We have had these fellas for a while, but I have just neglected to share them with you. My bad!

On one of my grocery runs I convinced The Rancher to come along and that instantly turned my grocery trip into a ranch trip (no complaints here, though!). At the top of his list was picking up the new chicks at Ward Feed, our local feed store. We got there to find 20 little yellow, fuzzy chicks waiting for us!

The Rancher’s Sidekick was so excited for the little buggers! He insisted on carrying them, but I didn’t think his somewhat careless stroll to the truck would be a very good way to start his relationship with them. We comprimised by mom carrying the chicks and letting them sit by him.

All the way home we had a whole string of lovely “cheeps” from the backseat. The chicks peeped a little too…

Once we got home, the kids couldn’t wait to get the chicks out and play! I’ll admit, I’m not so brave with chickens (oh, ya… you know that already!) and so I only admired, not touched. But my kids were all over it. Maybe it was a little too much loving, but still loving indeed!

Happy spring from a few ranchers that like to pick up chicks!

A Good Day for a Haul: Taking the Heifers to Locomotive

March 25, 2014 by Allison

I’ve mentioned that we like to calve out our heifers on the ranch because they need a little more help. But at some point they need to make it down to Locomotive. The range is the ideal place to have the calves to avoid the sickness that can travel through a herd when they are close together. The whole kids-share-germs-like-candy concept isn’t just for kindergarteners. Instead of a ball to pass the gems around, it is usually the mud, the straw, or the trough. Being spread out on the range decreases the contact they have to other germs.

Eventually they will join the rest of the herd in the spring pasture, but when they first get to Locomotive they have their own range. We haul down a little unloading ramp and unload the heifers and calves right on the range.

Cows have a funny tendency to just take off and run when they get to new pasture. We like to hold them in a corral if one is available. If not, which was the case this time, we just unload a few at a time and circle around them to keep them put. This gives them a little time to mother up and find their calves before they take off.

Taking it slow to unload them might take a little longer, but it pays off to know that everything is paired up and ready to make it out on the range!

The Rancher’s Wife Living in the Middle of Nowhere

March 23, 2014 by Allison

To have the amount of land we need to run the ranch, we live in the middle of nowhere (TMNW). The Rancher would say we GET to, that it’s a privilege. We have the space to ride and play. We can have as big of lawn as we want (or the lawn mower can handle). There aren’t too many neighbors to worry about being quiet for. We get to live life how we choose to! I can agree with him now that I have learned a few tricks to living away from civilization, some that are definitely worth sharing!

1. Get a freezer. Or maybe two… You will curse yourself every time you run out of food, every time you make an extra trip for more food, and every time you try to cram your groceries in the little freezer space above your refrigerator. Yep… get a BIG freezer.

2. Since you bought a freezer, you have room to buy extra groceries… so do it! Load up on your favorite frozen fruits, veggies, chicken nuggets and of course BEEF! I even have butter and cheese in there! And just to be on the safe side, grab a few frozen pizzas for the days that dinner just doesn’t work out. Stick it all in and enjoy it later.

3. Every visit to town warrants a trip to the grocery store. Even if you think there isn’t stuff you need, go. I always end up grabbing a couple of gallons of milk. My family can never have enough milk! In fact, I get so much that I freeze some to ensure that we don’t run out.

4. Living far away from a gas station makes you realize how precious fuel is. In an ideal world you would have your own gas tank at home to fill up at. But if you can’t manage that, always leave town with a full tank of gas. Running out of gas in TMNW is SUPER frustrating and there is nobody to blame but yourself.

5. It’s sad to say, but since there are less trips to town (because it takes up way too much of the day just to get anywhere) you don’t always have fresh stuff. Either learn to live with that or learn to grow a garden. I suggest the latter because there isn’t much more satisfying than a good green salad from the backyard!

6. Those man car skills really are not just for men. Learning how to change a tire, check the oil, airing up tires, and using jumper cables is something that every person living in TMNW should know. Cowboy Charming (instead of Prince Charming, right?) is a LONG way away and really doesn’t have time (or even want to) to come save the day.

7. You will spend lots of time in the car… LOTS. Make sure you have a car that will be able to go the distance (especially if you didn’t learn those mechanicing skills we already talked about…). Just accept already that putting more than 15,000 miles on the odometer in a year is normal.

8. And if your car is getting that many miles, so are your kids. There have been a lot of late nights spent on the road. Teach the kids to sleep in the car. Take pillows and blankets, at least one for every person… or maybe two. Heck, take all you have in the house and borrow from the neighbors if you’ve got to! The extra work is worth it! And since the babies will be falling asleep always take pjs so they can just got straight to bed once you hit home.

9. Take out doesn’t exist in TMNW. Nor does delivery. Sorry, you GET to have a home cooked meal every night. I highly recommend meal planning, left overs, and guilt trips to get someone else (hubby, anyone?) to make dinner. If all else fails, get out the frozen pizza- that’s why you have a freezer, remember!

10. We don’t have a time to make lots of trips to town, nor do really want to. So with each trip, make it worth it! Hit up the grocery store, the bank, the hardware store, the post office, CAL Ranches, and the local Good Will. Or maybe just Walmart… they’re supposed to have it all, right?

Living in TMNW can make life tough, but choosing to make it work makes it all worth it. For us, getting to live where we have the space to do what we love is always worth it, even when I have more milk than I know what to do with!

Taking on Texas

March 21, 2014 by Allison

Its crazy to believe that it was only a week ago that we were living it up in San Antonio. The Rancher and I managed to leave the kids with grandma and took on a little vacation (oh ya, we went to a wedding too!). Texas is a great place for a couple of ranchers to visit because our boots and buckles totally fit in. We could have been taken for locals… until you listened to us talk of course!

Before we got too busy with the hair and nail prep for the wedding we played tourist for a bit!

Like to the Alamo! Which everybody and their dog was there too. Maybe we shouldn’t have gone during spring break… It was a good hangout for the preacher man too. I didn’t hear what he was saying, but he was pretty fired up!

There were some beautiful places around the grounds at the Alamo. I wish I could have taken some it home to be at my house. A little pink amidst the brown would be awesome!

My new sister-in-law said that we had to go to Rudy’s BBQ for lunch. Apparently its famous throughout Texas. With all of the hype I was expecting something huge and somewhat of a nice restaurant. But its not… its a hole in the wall. And in Texas that means that it is the real stuff. I’ll admit that it was stinking good! This from a bunch of country folk that love their BBQ! I highly recommend it!

The Rancher found the Rose Palace, the home for George Strait’s Team Roping Classic. He was supposed to be picking me up but got distracted when he saw so many horse trailers passing by. Ya, he totally ditched the idea of coming to get me. Eventually he came back (he knows what is good for him), but he started explaining really fast why he was late. He didn’t forget about the roping… We had to go back and check it out before we got on the plane. I guess its better than going to the roping instead of the wedding…

Walking through the city was so fun for this country girl. I don’t want to live there, but there are so many fun and interesting things to see. I love the shops, the architecture, the people, the landscaping… ALL OF IT! Maybe its because we don’t see so much of that around here, like a stoplight. We don’t have those in our town of 90 people. Or tall buildings or cool fire escapes. Its all so exciting!

Roundup of Other Ranches: A Few Calving Stories Across the Country

March 19, 2014 by Allison

You might think that calving can get a little boring. We do the same thing every day for about two months. Check cows… check cows.. check cows… We see a new baby born, but hopefully they all follow the same process. And that happens every year. Sounds a little monotnous, right?

I’m here to tell you, folks, that it doesn’t get that way! Every morning I call The Rancher (because he usually doesn’t call me or stop by the house after checking cows) and ask about any new babies or if anything exciting is happening. We never get tired of seeing the little babies racing across the pasture or mommas giving a bath (I wonder how many licks it takes to get a calf clean… do you think its as many as it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop?!).

I especially never get tired of the calving stories. There are always stories of an overprotective momma that wants to eat you for lunch. When you hear about a grown man running for the fence, you know its a good story. Maybe I like to hear them because I can relate or I am just proud of what we (the whole herd of ranchers) do to be beef producers.

I’ve been following long with a few other ranch blogs that have had some great stories and pictures from calving over the years. Being the thoughtful and generous person I am, I thought I would share them with you too! Some are great documentaries of cows birthing, something is pretty hard to capture in its entirety because lets be honest, who really wants to have that interrupted with on watchers and photos? And a few are stories of getting creative when you are dealing with coyotes, cranky mommas, and cold calves!

1. Running of the Panels on JustARanchWife.com
2. Coyotes & Calving on Beef Matters
3. The Balling in the Basement on ConfessionsofaFarmWife.com
4. A baby is born! on KansasCattleRanch.blogspot.com
5. Calving 2010 on ClodhopperFarm.blogspot.com
6. Calving with Gwen Shepperson in Wyoming on TheSouthDakotaCowgirl.com

Happy 1 Month Birthday, 7!

March 18, 2014 by Allison

Babies grow so fast! Its amazing the changes that can happen in only one month! A baby calf is born and can hardly stand and then just a few weeks later you see them racing around the field. I’m glad that my babies don’t grow up so fast!

I had to find #7 and wish him a happy 1 month birthday. He was the the first baby born on the ranch this year. Because he was the first, he has a special place in our hearts. We couldn’t let his birthday pass by with out a shout out!

And we wanted to show you just how much he has changed. Ok, I know, these aren’t great pictures to see the changes but he really has grown a LOT! I think he didn’t want to listen when I told him to say cheese. I’m just happy that we have a picture of his face. I guess he’s like kids- too grown up and embarrassed for momma to have a picture to document the day. Or not willing (able?) to hold still long enough to get a good one!

And I won’t have many opportunities for pictures because we have taken him and his momma out to the range in Locomotive. He’s all grown up and off to new adventures! Maybe at branding time I will have a chance to give him a little pat…

Our Ranching Start at Locomotive

March 14, 2014 by Allison

Over the last several weeks I have been looking through some of Grandma’s history books. She has piles of them with all sorts of family stories. There is even a Holbrook history (who knew?!). I’ve been reading through them to get a sense of the ranch’s beginning. Ranching really is in the Eliason blood!

It really all began at Locomotive Springs, clear back in 1885 when he railroad was new. There was a railroad tycoon that realized that there was good land to be had after the construction of the railroad. He bought up thousands of acres, put some cows out, and created the Bar M Cattle Ranch. Being busy with the railroad business, he turned his ranch business over to his son. In turn, his son hired up foreman to do the daily work (probably because he was no cattleman himself!). This is where our story starts.

August Eliason, The Rancher’s great-great grandpa, had left home young looking for some work to live on. Somehow (the books don’t really say) he wound up working for Bar M as a foreman (we figure somewhere in his late teens). He would run with the cows from east of Kelton, Utah (5 miles east) to at least Holbrook, Idaho.

Being a business man and NOT a cattleman, the Bar M owner ran the ranch with little cow sense. When it came to the grass on range he would have the cowboys graze the range hard. That left little feed for the winter. Since they didn’t buy or put up any hay in the summer, this meant that during the winter it was hard eating for the cows.

In 1889, the blizzard of a lifetime came through. When cows get a hard storm they just start walking, the wind pushes them along until something stops them or they are exhausted. With nothing to stop the Bar M cattle, they walked for miles and miles. The snow covered what little feed that was there, leaving the thousands (like 45,000) of cattle to die. There wasn’t a lot the cowboys could do- they wouldn’t survive the storm looking for the herd. All they could do was wait.

Once they were able to get out to the cows they realized that their losses were huge, like astronomical. I read in some places say that they lost all but 10,000 cows but another said only 800 were found. Either way, more than 30,000 died! They said you could walk for miles walking only on the dead cows. I can’t image what that must have been like to experience! I hate when we lose one, I can’t fathom THOUSANDS!

At this point the Bar M just threw in the towel, dissolved the ranch and left everyone to fend for themselves, the cowboys and the cows. Grandpa August and a few cousins saw an opportunity to be had and decided to strike out on their own. They gathered up what unbranded cattle they could find and headed north into Idaho. Having already run the cows that way, they knew where to find good feed and water to set up as their ranch headquarters. They still would summer the cows in the Curlew Valley and then every fall they would head back to Locomotive to winter the cows.

Over the years they built up a few small shacks for cowboys to stay in through the winter. Cowboys would stay a few weeks at a time to feed and watch over the cows and then head home for a rest. We don’t do that anymore, but those old shacks are still around. I try to envision what it must have been like in those. No electricity, no running water, and nobody for miles. Incredible!

And it’s cool to think that the cows we have now are from some of the original cows that survived that blizzard. I guess even the cows have little bit of heritage to them!

On our last trip to Locomotive to check, we took the long way home to go past what Grandpa August started with. We don’t own that piece anymore so we couldn’t go right up to it, but is was awesome to see it all in context, knowing how it all got started.

DIY Frame & Barbed Wire Inspiration Station: Repurposed Ranch Stuff

March 12, 2014 by Allison

I love DIY projects. I’m a crafter, big time. And lately I have an incredible desire to do it with old ranch stuff to make some new home decor. I mean, we are ranch people- why not decorate with a little bit of it too!

I’ve had a big old frame sitting in the house for a long time. I’ve been trying to figure out just what to do with it. And last week it hit me- make a little inspiration station to go in The Ranch Princess’s room (her one wall looked like it needed a little something).

The Rancher has been spending a lot of time in the shop lately doing some organized and fixing stuff. I really don’t get into the shop stuff- if I’m going to clean it should be the house and I know nothing about mechanics. But I go to the shop with him because he has a plethera of tools and old ranch stuff that I can use for projects! And it is awesome that the mess doesn’t happen in my house (yay!).

So back to this little inspiration station. I just wanted something that we could put up pictures or kid art but I still wanted it to have a little flare to it. So I grabbed the frame and got to work on it.

I started with repainting the frame. It needed a face lift. Its amazing what a few coats of spray paint can do!

Once it dried, I did something a little crazy. I found some old barbed wire (because if I would have used some new or currently being used stuff I would have been in trouble…) to string across it. Originally I had planned to used chicken wire, but I saw some barbed wire laying around and totally changed my mind. I figured it would be awesome to slip on to but it also gave it little out-on-the-ranch feel.

Using the old barbed wire was a good choice to use because it had already been stretched once, making the job of straightening it out a LOT easier.

Unless you are going for a bit of randomness (which it totally cool) quick measure where you want your barbed wire to be.

I found a staple gun in the depths of shop and used that to attach the barbed wire. I took a hammer to them just to make doubly sure that it was secure. The last thing I need in this house is to have some barbed wire fall off and the kids find it. It spells disaster upside and backwards! If I didn’t have a staple gun I would totally give a hot glue gun a try. Seriously, I feel like I can do ANYTHING with a hot glue gun!

After getting the barbed wire attached I took it in the house to add a little fluff (you won’t find any flowers or rafia in the shop…) I had grabbed a horse shoe from the barn (and I patted the calves!) that would be a perfect flare. Then to give it a bit of a girly touch I glued some flowers and rafia on it.

And done! Seriously so cute, so fast and so easy!

In case you want to make it, here is my little “recipe”.

DIY Frame & Barbed Wire Inspiration Station

Supplies:
Frame (obviously)
Paint
Barbed wire (and grab yourself some gloves to work with the barbed wire, you don’t need to get poked!)
Wire cutters
Staple gun and staples (or a hot glue gun)
Fluff to decorate!

Hang it on your wall, set it on shelf or a dresser. Even hang it in your kitchen to put notes or messages on. Ooo, you could put recipes on it! The options are endless! Leave a comment with how you used your barbed wire inspiration station!

The Cow With the Uterine Prolapse

March 12, 2014 by Allison

This happened a long time ago (well, just the beginning of the month but that seems SO long ago…). But it did… and I haven’t put up this post because I was scared. I didn’t know how you would take it.

You see there are days that it all goes wrong on the ranch. And we can’t turn away from it. We have to jump in to whatever mess there is. Even if it is a cow with a uterine prolapse.

Remember when I told you the story about that calf we tried to save when I was out on my morning run? Well the day didn’t end there. The momma heifer to that baby had some serious problems not long after. When we went to check her again we found that her uterus had prolapsed.

The heifer had been on her back and pushing for such a long time that morning. Between the pressure of the contractions and the pressure of her awkward situation, it was too much for her birth canal. With everything being stretched and weak, it was unable to keep the uterus from also being pushed out.

Is any of this making sense? I wish you could have been here to see her, because it would be a lot easier to show you than to just explain… But I’ll keep going.

So we saw she was in trouble. As much as we wished we could just do nothing and it would all go away, we knew it wouldn’t. In fact this was an emergency situation that needed IMMEDIATE help. To top it all off, Rancher Sr. was gone to watch Cowboy E at his wrestling tournament with all of the other help. I was the only help The Rancher had… And even though I am the best help he has ever had (hehe), this was more than what the two of us could do.

In fact, we wanted some professional help, like a vet. But vets are busy some days and can’t come. And a cow in this kind of a condition is not one to load up and take in. This meant it was up to us to fix it!

Luckily we have a neighbor that was home and able to come help. And as an added bonus, he had done this a few times so he knew a lot more than what we did. Phew…

The cow was already down from other birthing complications but we still had to do a sort of nerve block. This kept her from moving around or twitching her tail at us. It also worked as a pain block because I don’t know how lovely it would be to have three people pushing your insides back in.

Once we knew she was blocked we elevated her back legs and rear so that gravity could help out. And it also kept the uterus cleaner since it wasn’t on the ground any longer.

The next step was cleaning her uterus off. Its only the nice thing to do when you put a uterus back inside. Don’t worry, we had some heavy duty, yet gentle, disinfectant to do the job. We didn’t want anything to end up growing in there. We had to be careful to not get too rough as we worked. There are several massive raisen looking things lining the uterus called cotyledons (here is a look if you want more of an anatomy lesson). They are what provide the nutrients to the growing baby. If one of these is badly cut or torn, the cow could hemorrhage and die. So we tried to be careful…

That was all the easy part. With all of the prepping and cleaning we were finally ready to shove (with love) the uterus back in. Now image a bean bag the size of a large basketball being shoved into a hole the size of a grapefruit but weighs as much as a big bag of sugar. And add a half a bag more. That’s what we were doing. You would think that it would just slip back in… but it doesn’t.

My job was just to hold the uterus up. Just to keep it there to make it easier for the other guys to shove in. And they had the job of shoving, hard enough to gain ground but careful enough to not cause any damage. Occaisonally we would switch around and I would get shove. It was tough because as soon and I thought I was gaining ground and would pull my hand back to push again, everything that I had just pushed in with the last push would fall out. And then sometimes the heifer would push against us (because ouch!) and we would lose more ground.

It took us about 45 minutes of pushing and holding and working to finally get everything back inside. Ya know, where it belongs… (internal organs never do well outside the body). Our final step was to sew her up so it wouldn’t all come falling out again.

The Rancher had the honor of doing this. He had a sergical string that reminded me of a shoelace. Just remember that we are working on a big cow and she needs more than a few little stitches to keep her insides inside. Then he took a few hog rings (real technical, I know, but it works awesomely) and clamped them along the edge of the vulva. He threaded the string through the rings and cinched it up tight like a duffle bag. This would allow her to still pee and any discharge to go out, but not another prolapse.

With the work done, all that was left was to give her a shot to boost her immune system and let her go.

It seems so easy when I tell it to you, but I was so tired after it all. Especially my forearms, from holding her heavy, heavy uterus.

It was a learning experience for us, not one that everyone needs to learn. I highly recommend a vet to be the man in charge on this kind of a project. Other things I learned that day- 1, how to fix a prolapse (obviously), 2, that a tractor is a great way to elevate a cows backside, and 3, definitely wear work clothes for that kind of a job. And one other recommendation- make sure that your cow isn’t buy a busy road. Just think what those travelers were imagining!

Because the pictures are a little graphic and not all of you will want to see it… click “read more” for the photos.

I don’t have any pictures of the shoving part. My hands were kinda full… But you can imagine how it must of went going from the last picture to the next picture. It was almost like magic!