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Eliason Branding 2015 Day 2

May 15, 2015 by Allison

I love rainy days! For so many reasons… Of course because we need the rain- we need the rain SO badly. But I love the rain because then we slow down a bit and I have time to go through the HUNDREDS of pictures that are calling to me. So… without any further time… here are some long overdue pictures. Pictures from our second day of branding.

There’s a funny story that goes along with this day…

Since we were branding out on the range and camping out that night we had a lot to take out and a lot of rigs hauling it all. We all eventually make it and get to starting. The early comers had already started gathering the cattle in so the late arrivers started pulling out the equipments. We think, “everything looks good…” We have half the cows we usually have to do, all day to do them, and lots of good help. This should be a great day!

The herd comes in, the cows go back out and we get the fire started. The Rancher and Rancher Sr. start pulling out all the stuff that they carry around and need for each calf. They sharpen their knives, I fill their syringes, they grab their taggers and tags… No tags! We had no tags! (actually we had like 22, maybe- but still not enough!) Kinda an important part of the day!

We just kinda twiddled our thumbs about it and got started anyway. But uh… no tags, fellas! Eventually we decided that we would tag all that we could and kick them back out to the mommas. Then we branded, vaccinated, castrated, marked- did EVERYTHING except the tags, to the rest of the calves. We held them all until had more tags, which only happened because The Ranch Boss had graciously volunteered to drive home to grab tags to save the day!

The cowboys didn’t mind too much that we had a kink in our day. It meant that we weren’t pushing too hard, which gave them a chance to do a little extra fun roping. They pulled out their fancy big loops once in a while and headed and heeled a satisfying amount. We got the work done, ate some good grub and marked another day down in the books!

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Eliason Branding 2015 Day 1

May 10, 2015 by Allison

This last week I had the scariest thing happen… I thought I lost my external hard drive! It stores all of my photos and if it was gone I was gonna be in big trouble. And heartbroken. Mostly heartbroken.

But I found it!! This means I can finally share the many MANY more pictures I have.

Today’s tale and pictures to post- our branding!

With having so many cows at home to calve, we had so many calves to brand here on the ranch. We made a weekend of it, inviting cowboys and cowgirls out to help. Day one consisted of all the calves on the ranch- two heifer groups and 3 cow groups. The nice about when we did these was that they had already been tagged, castrated and given one shot. We sailed through these calves! For most of the day I was giving shots on my own and I could barely keep up! It also meant that there wasn’t a lot of down time to take pictures. So not a lot of day one… Mostly a shot here and there between groups, set up, clean up… But stay tuned for day two!

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Bringing in the Babies- The First Look of the 2015 Calf Crop

March 11, 2015 by Allison

There are so many babies at our house! I love it! In fact, I almost don’t know what to do with myself… Actually… sadly, I haven’t run out to frolic with the new babies as much as I would like. But I still get to drive by them every day and see them enjoying the hot sun. Occasionally I’ll get the privilege to run through the cows to check for any newbie (that really means that everyone else is gone and I’m the all they got to keep an eye on things.. HA!).

And when I do go out I grab the kids and the camera and we enjoy a few minutes in the nursery. There are a few fresh babies we have found, some very protective mommas that we have kept our distance and lots of cute squeals from my babies about the new cuties!

Cutting Cowboys

November 11, 2014 by Allison

I married a cowboy, a roping cowboy. And I’m down with that. Actually, I love that. Its what I wanted. But its definitely the type of cowboys (they were more ranchers than cowboy if you get down to it) I grew up with. The rancher’s from my roots were more cattlemen than horsemen. My dad, however, did a lot of riding. He had this mare that was his partner in crime for years. She did her best work when she was cutting a cow. Once she knew what she was bringing in she was locked on. She had an incredible drive and hustle… so intense.

I fell in love with cutting watching and riding this mare. I learned a lot from her- mostly to hunker down in my saddle and lean back to free up her front to move fast and easy. But really, just to hold on…

The boys around here do a lot of roping, and although I love watching them roping and I am highly impressed by their skill, I get really excited to watch them cut. (I get even more excited when I get to do it!) After preg checking all of the cows, they have a pen full of buggers that are being sent home and need to be sorted according to each rancher. This is one of the highlights of the day for me. Those cows are tired and ornery and put up a good, GOOD fight. And that means that the horses put on a good show! I love to watch them put all their weight on their back legs and spin their front around to follow a cow and then launch forward in a totally new direction. Its so smooth and explosive all at the same time. Then there are the times that they have to take off to cut off some cow and have to make a quick, hard stop at an instant. Its pure athleticism. Can you see how I love it?!

Unfortunately, I was busy cleaning up during the majority of the sorting. These darn boys still need to learn how to work around my schedule… But I did catch the tail end of cutting cowboys.

Love me a Little Rodeo

August 27, 2014 by Allison

Naturally, I love rodeos. Everything about them. I love the crazy rough stock (occaisionally I cheer for them instead of the cowboy) and I love to see a good ride. I love fast roping, especially now that I have a new appreciation for the art since I started. I even love the crazy rodeo clowns and their terrible, intermittent jokes. And as terrible as it is, I love watching the bull fighters run for their lives!

There is just something about the energy in the air at a rodeo that makes me smile.

I guess there is one thing that I don’t love… That’s the terrible lighting at a night rodeo. I just never manage to get good pictures by the end of the show. Especially when I don’t have all of the equipment I would love to have or I don’t have close up access (but I’m really ok not being in the arena with those crazy critters!).

Never the less, I do have some fun, great photos from the IMPRA Rodeo when it came to town!

Ready?!

Bringing the Party Home- Team Branding in Malad

August 20, 2014 by Allison

Team branding. By this time of the summer we are counting down how many are left. If the heifers could count, I’m pretty sure that they, too, would be on the count down. The team branding for our fair has to be one of the favorites for me.

Part of it is because we don’t have to travel a long ways. Phew… For once the stock contractor doesn’t out drive the cowboys. But the best part that since it is local we see so many of our great friends and neighbors! Normally at the end I am just praying for these things to get over because we are all tired, cranky, bored, and someone has most likely gotten hurt. But not in Malad. I’m so stinking busy doing fair board stuff, helping with the heifers, taking pictures, visiting with friends and watching my own kids. Scratch that last one… with so many friends around, everyone else is playing with my babies that it seems like I hardly see them!

Prepare yourselves for a lot of pictures. Not all are that fantastic… I blame the light and the timing. If only I could be in charge of the timing of this shin-dig… But alas, I’m not. So deal with it. I would rather share these photos that might not be my best than not show them at all! 🙂

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A Day at the Races

August 18, 2014 by Allison

This last week was kinda a big deal for me. It was fair week. Normally I only hang out at the fair to support the kids and watch the rodeos. I have no babies doing projects yet and even though I enter some pictures, nothing is really high stakes. Being on the fair board this year meant that fair was a whole new ball game this year. And I am so happy to report that not only did we survive it but we rocked it! I don’t think that I had a single melt down and The Rancher still loves me. Sure I heard a few grumbles of the incompetency of the fair board and I did have one lady take a go at me… But we are still in one piece and after a few days of napping I think I’m ready to go again!

We always start the Oneida County Fair with the horse races. I wasn’t able to go to the first weekend of races because we were too busy playing wedding with The Buckaroo. (Ps, anybody want to hear about that? Good, because you will… later…). The next weekend I was sure to make it to the track. Especially since I have never EVER been to a race. It would be a good idea to know what we are talking about when we get the “races” part of the agenda.

By the time the races were done I had a few things figured out, like only cut through the beer gallery if you aren’t in a hurry. Nothing crazy happened this year (last year the man in the water truck got a great show from the ladies…) but there are always funny comments or people making a fool of themselves.

Most of the jockeys were Mexican and I would have given anything for a Spanish/English dictionary (or just The Rancher available for translation at all times!) to hear what their little wives were telling them. I knew just enough to know when they were saying they were so proud or the times when they were telling them to man up. But you might not need any translating for that…

I know for next year that if you want a good spot to watch and take pictures you better park your can for the duration. There’s no calling “place-back” or “saved-spot”. To that end I don’t have tons of pictures. I used my charm to peek my camera through the track gate just after the finish line to get a few fun shots. But even then there were some crazy ladies hovering over me that got a little too close for this girl’s comfort!

These horse are incredible and crazy at the same time. They are so fast and strong and wound up SO TIGHT! The race is only a quarter of the track, but we need the rest of it to get the darn things stopped. I like to watch them, but I don’t want to take them home! Hmmm, that’s what I say about other people’s kids…

Before I let you go (because you are totally enthralled with my awesome whit, right?) I have one more funny to share. As a member of the fair board I helped present the winners with a horse blanket in the winner’s circle and smile for a picture. By the last race I had learned that I just hold out the blanket and the families with the trainer, jockey, and owner quick jump in and hold it. As I went to step back this man grabbed me around the waist, “Oh no, pretty lady! You stay her by me!” Ok man, I’ll stand here. I’ll flatter you for the sake of the picture and maybe it will keep you quiet.

But oh boy he kept going, “You want a beer?” “No, I’m good” “Soda? Water? I buy for you pretty girl!” I should have asked if it was ok to invite my husband… Maybe then he would have let go for the picture. Lets just say that he had a great time in the beer gardens and was having an even better time that they had just won! Then there was something about showing the picture to his girlfriend of him by a pretty blonde… And that he was sure we would have to ask for forgiveness. All I could think was, “Take the darn picture already- his hands are sweaty!” What a great way to initiate The Rancher’s Wife to a day at the races!

2014 Stone Rodeo

August 6, 2014 by Allison

Raise your hand if you have heard of the Stone rodeo. Ok, don’t really. Someone is going to think you are crazy… but good for you if you have! If you haven’t, now you are!

The Stone rodeo, practically a Holy Day in this area. Stone, Idaho is the tiny gathering of homes and ranches near Snowville, Utah and good ol’ Holbrook. The community is so small that there isn’t a single church, bar, post office, or gas station. But any good town full of cowboys will have some rodeo grounds! But don’t let the small town setting make you think that this isn’t a quality rodeo. Or the fact that the square arena is closer to an egg shaped! Amateur rodeo or not, they ride hard, rope hard, and sometimes fall hard!

These rodeo grounds are used just the two nights of the Stone rodeo. Now days the bleachers are all permanent, but back in the day they had to haul in seating. Except for those that bring their own, and I don’t mean a camp or lawn chair. Days before the rodeo, the arena is lined with pick-ups reserving their spot and getting them front row seats!

The events at the rodeo are entertaining for everyone to watch or participate. We have roping for all the hometown cowboys, rough stock for the crazies and dreamers (aka The Buckaroo), milk calves for the kids, and wild horse riding for the brave (or drunk…)! Every year I can guarantee two nights of hand-clapping-side-ache-laughing-country-good-time-fun!

Team Branding at Bancroft

July 25, 2014 by Allison

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!

Making the Cut When it Counts

July 22, 2014 by Allison

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.