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The Curlew Cattle Association: A History of Belonging

June 3, 2017 by Allison

A few months ago I was asked to write a story for the Line Rider, a magazine published by the Idaho Cattle Association.  The story they asked me to write was a little closer to home than most of my other stories.  They asked me to write about our history with the association we run our cattle in.  Since it wasn’t my family that I was writing about but rather my husband’s, I had to do a little research.  It was interesting and exciting and inspiring.  It ended up becoming somewhat special to me that I could write about my husband’s family and share their story.  And I wasn’t the only one that felt this way.

Over the last few months, I have had several of the cowboys and ranchers that we work with mention the story.  I’m not sure why, but I was really surprised with how much they all loved it!  Maybe I’m still a little surprised when people (besides my momma and my husband… they are obligated to cheer for me) think that what I write is something worth reading.

Because of all their applause, I thought I would share it with you!

Ranching can be a tough and demanding lifestyle but with people working around us facing the same challenges and striving for the same goals, we find a collective strength.  In fact, it is through the practice of leaning on each other that several ranches in the Curlew Valley have found success amidst the struggles of ranching on the range.  Their association of working together began as their ranches were founded. It was long ago that August Eliason learned that the demands of range were easier to manage has he harnessed his efforts with those around him and still to this day, his descendents continue to follow his practices of working together.
August Eliason came to America from Sweden with his family as a young boy at the age of 9.  At the age of 14, he decided to go out on his and found a job working for the Bar M Ranch, hiring on as the ranch foreman.
 The Bar M Ranch began after the construction of the trans-continental railroad through Utah.  A wealthy railroad baron from San Francisco had seen the boom of cattle empires in the west and he wanted part of it.  He saw an opportunity to buy up the available land left from building the railroad and purchased the land from Connor Springs to Kelton, Utah, approximately 365,000 acres.  Soon after, they bought their first 2,500 cows and they were in the cattle business.   They continued to acquire land and cattle as they bought out other operations, bringing their numbers up to a herd of 45,000 cows running throughout northern Utah and southern Idaho.  Unfortunately, the owner of the ranch and his managers had no experience managing a cattle herd.  Their lack of knowledge ultimately set the ranch for failure.  
As the foreman of the ranch, August was responsible for grazing the cattle throughout the Curlew Valley.  Through managing so many cattle over so many miles, August developed a great talent for overseeing the cattle and land.   The cattle grazed the range for feed year round, often overgrazing it.   The operation never purchased or put up any additional hay, and the cattle were left to forage on what little feed was available during the winter months.  This mismanagement proved detrimental for the ranch.
In 1888, the blizzard of a lifetime came through.  Heavy snowfall and extreme winds caused the cattle to stray as they followed their instincts and walked with the wind in attempts to stay warm.    With nothing to stop the wandering Bar M cattle, they walked for miles and miles.  With such terrible storms, August and the other cow hands knew there was nothing they could do.  They knew they would never survive searching for the cattle in the storm over the snow covered range.  All they could do was wait and see what the outcome of the storm would bring.
Eventually they found that from the combination of exhaustion from the walking and the lack of feed because it was buried beneath the snow, the majority of the cattle had died.  Accounts recall that there were so many dead cattle across the land that you could walk for miles stepping only from one cow to the next.  When spring came, they found 35,000 dead cattle wearing the Bar M brand.  The numbers of surviving cattle are somewhat unknown, anywhere from 10,000 to only 800.  
The Bar M Ranch never recouped from the devastating winter and was disbanded shortly after.  The cowboys were left to fend for themselves.  But what was the end of the Bar M Ranch was the beginning of several grazing organizations in the area, such as the Curlew Valley Horse and Cattle Association and the Black Pine grazing group.  
It was rumored that August and his two brothers-in-law, Andrew Anderson and Ed Showell, gathered up any unclaimed and unbranded cattle to start up their own herds.  They continued to winter the cattle in Locomotive and graze north through the Curlew Valley, similar to how the Bar M Ranch managed their cattle.  It was hard work but with their experience on the range, their desire to succeed and their strength by working together, they facilitated their own beginning. 
At the time, ranches from all over northern Utah and southern Idaho would turn their cattle out on the public rangeland.  There were no boundaries, no regulations and no expectations grazing on the open range.  All the animals roamed free, fending for themselves where ever it may be. Because of the water and good feed, most cattle would migrate south to Locomotive Springs.  At the end of the grazing season, everyone would work together to gather in the cattle to sort and take to their home ranches.  
In addition to running on the public lands, August and the others also homesteaded land in Idaho. They were successful on their homestead land in Stone, Idaho on what was called the North String.  There he set up headquarters for his ranch and his family.  August had 6 children, including his two sons, Bert and Chester, who took over the ranch at his untimely death when they were teenage boys.  
Even though they were young, the boys were able to successfully run the operation for their mother with the help of their uncles, Andrew and Ed, keeping both the ranch and the family alive.  The time came that they decided to buy the ranch and their partnership began.  It took time, but they were able to add cattle to their herd and land to their operation.  
The Curlew ranchers recognized what an asset Locomotive was for cattle, although most of the area was deeded up to homesteads.  But over time, the flies and sickness of the wetlands caused most homesteaders to sell out, an opportunity Bert, Chester, Andrew, and Ed jumped on.  In addition to wintering the cattle in Locomotive, they decided to hay the land as well.  Once a year, they worked together to carry out the very labor intensive job of mowing, raking, pitching and stacking the hay.
Over the next several years, many things would happen that would bring more organization and need for the association.  In 1934, the Taylor Grazing Act was set in place to regulate the use of public lands.  Throughout the country, drought and poor management of the land had caused severe losses that devastated the farming and ranching industry.  In Idaho and Utah, cattle and sheep ranchers would graze an unrestricted number of animals that overwhelmed the rangeland.  With the Grazing Act, those ranches already running animals had to apply for permits.  With the homestead land in Stone and Locomotive, the men were granted permits to continue running their cattle on the public lands of Black Pine of Idaho and Wild Cat/Cedar Hill of Utah.  
Every season had its challenges, but Bert and Chester managed to find success.  A large part of their success was working hard, but an even larger part was working smart.  With their operation being divided over so much land, it required a lot of time and labor to manage it all.  The men would spend days on the range haying and moving or tending cattle.  By working together, it made it easier to ensure that everything was be done and looked after, without having to hire additional men.
Shortly after the depression Chester had the chance of a lifetime.  Dave Dilly was ready to sell the piece of land that Chester had wanted all of his life- the Rockhouse Ranch, famously named for the house made of rocks that provided protection from the Indians in the 1860s and later used as northern headquarters of the old Bar M Ranch.  Living just a few miles away in Stone had given him plenty of opportunities to see its potential. 

Dave Dilly, Chester’s uncle, first offered the Rockhouse Ranch to Bert but with Bert declining the piece, it was Chester’s for the taking.  He sold his home, land, and half of the company property to Bert and moved his family and his half of the cattle 14 miles north to their new ranch in Holbrook, Idaho.  Starting his own operation had been a longtime dream and he was excited for the opportunity.  He continued to run things alongside the others in Stone and to run his cattle on his portion of the rangeland permits.

Running separate, but parallel operations was very profitable for the two brothers.  They were both able to grow their operations and later pass them on to their own families.  Bert had two sons, De and Bert Jr., which in the end inherited his cattle and land.  De stayed on the homestead in Stone while Bert Jr. began a new operation in Snowville, Utah.  With his portion of the permits he continued to work alongside his brother, until De sold his operation.  Bert Jr. ‘s operation, known now as the Eliason Ranch, was owned by his son Dave Eliason, who just recently turned things over to the next generation- his son, Shane.
Dave enjoys the same benefits of running cattle in the association that his grandpa did.  Dave says, “The greatest benefit is that we can share the labor without having to hire extra men.  We all have large enough herds that we couldn’t do it alone.”   
The Rockhouse Ranch, now known as Eliason Livestock, is managed by Ken Eliason, the third generation to run cattle in Holbrook.  His father, Don, was just a boy when Chester began ranching in Holbrook.  In his time, he watched the ranch develop from a small operation to a thriving family business.  With the goal in mind of keeping it a thriving family business, Ken’s oldest son, Brayden has returned to eventually take over the ranch someday. 
While time and innovation has changed how things are run from day to day, Ken and Dave still employ the same operational practices that the original Curlew cowboys did.  They still winter the cattle in Locomotive with the Anderson and Showell operations.  They work together to wean, brand, move cattle, preg check cows, and check water. 
Working together with so many different operations can be challenging but these men have made it work.  While they have seen similar groups fall apart by disagreements, they have found a way to keep things beneficial to all.  Ken says that the best thing about the association, and how they have continued working together for so long is because of the trust.  “You know that you can trust that they will be there to get the work done and that they will do a good job. You can trust that they have your back.”
Running together in the association has proved to be a successful practice for everyone in the Curlew Valley.  They enjoy the same benefits that the old cowboys did- the autonomy to run their operations but still have the man power to get the work done.  But the benefits go beyond the obvious.  Each man in the association a niche- his strengths that the whole group can rely on.  It may be the equipment and skills that he has or the “in” for a good deal on salt block.  Some have their finger on the pulse of what is happening in the cattle industry across the country and some have the relationships and contacts for more support and information.
 
Helen Keller once said, “Alone we can do so little. Together we can do so much.”  The ranchers of the Curlew Valley have been the embodiment of that phrase for so many years.  Alone, one ranch could never have accomplished what has been done. They would have succumbed to the hard reality of homesteading and the fatigue of the rough range. But together they have advanced the industry, produced cattle, improved the land, raised families and strengthened communities.  With the help and support of one another they will continue to do so much. 

Oh ya… We sold the calves!

February 4, 2017 by Allison

Seasons on the ranch go by so fast.  One minute we are calving and trying to keep babies warm and alive and then before you know it, we are selling them.  And then you sell them, and you forget to put it on your blog to say “HAPPY DAY!”.  It may not seem like a big day, but those few hours on that frosty November morning are what we work for all year long.

So I am taking the opportunity now to celebrate selling and shipping calves.  Hooray!  It was such a s muddy, messy day because it had been raining and raining.  The downside to the rain and subsequent mud- sloshing and sliding around it poop and goop up to your eyeballs!  The upside- probably a few extra wet and dirty pounds on the calves!

Shipping cows isn’t all that hard, but sort of time consuming.  When you have hundreds of calve to weigh, you can see how that will take some time.  Let me walk you how that day goes…

First, it starts before that day.  A week or so before, we sort the steers from the heifers and pull out any of the sick, lame, or small calves (hopefully not too many of these!).  Up to this point we just keep them together to feed them.  While we are sorting the heifers, we pull off the ones that we want to keep for replacements somewhere around 100 depending on the year.

So on shipping morning, we start with the steers. We bring the herd into the corral and move them back to the scales.  We weigh them 10 at a time to get an average weight.  Can you imagine if we had to weigh them one by one?  We would be there all day.  After we weigh all the steers we look at the herd average and see what that compares to what we contracted them at.  Obviously, we want to hit the weight we contracted at because too light means a smaller check.  Too big usually isn’t a problem. 

After the steers are done, we do the same with all the heifers.

Once everything is weighed, counted to the number we contracted at (we have more calves than what we contract…), and the broker is happy with what we have, we load them up.  It takes someone with a masters degree in math to figure out the loading.  Not really, but it does take some time to figure out how many calves at what weight can fit in each section depending on which truck they are loading.  Glad that’s not my job.  Once all five (or sometimes six!) trucks are loaded they head out.

And then we stand there and listen to the silence. 
And then heave a sigh of relief for having the calves gone.
And then shout HOORAY!
And then we check the mail…

Then we go back to work because the job is never done.  Every year we have the same day of shipping calves with the same guys, the same routine, and then same cinnamon rolls.  And its a great day.  The day we work all year for and the day that lets us keep working for the next year.

Happy (belated) Sale Day, friends!

Feeding Frosty Cows

February 1, 2017 by Allison

Did you read the title and let your eyes roll back because its another post about feeding cows?  It is that time of year, ya know…  But don’t worry.  I knew you would be tired of the same (awesome) ramblings of feeding hungry cows with my crazy crew.

So I did a little something different.  For your benefit and mine.

Since I had The Rancher corner, I though I would take the opportunity to do a little Q&A with him.  Its good for you because its something new for you to read.  And you get to know him a little better, and everyone wants to know The Rancher a little better.  The upside for me, is that I have an intentional conversation with an adult.  Being the CEO of this ranch house full of little people can be lacking with adult conversation.  Oh, that’s starting to show?  Oops!

So for the next few hours, in between me jumping out of the tractor to open and close gates and cut the wrap off of the bales, and juggling the baby and big sister, I asked him some stimulating questions.

Here goes…

About that Super Bowl…
Me:  So what do you think about the Super Bowl coming up?  It’s this Sunday, right?(I’m super up to date with what’s happening in the world right now…HA!)

Him:  Well… (long pause)… Since I’m so into football… It should be good.  But you know me… I’m really just in it for the commercials and food.  And the commercials haven’t been that good lately, so I’m really just there for the food.

Me:  Right… So what food should we have?

Him:  I dunno.  Something good.  (This is the conversation we have every day when I ask him what he wants for dinner.  He’s so much help…)

“We feed cows…”
Me:  So tell me about feeding cows.

Him:  We feed cows.

Me: … Yes… I know that.  How much?  How much have you already fed this year?  How long will this feed last?

Him:  Well, we have fed at least that stack… We figure that we have enough hay to feed 20 bales of hay for 40 days.

Me: Oh… That’s not enough, is it?

Him:  Nope.  Having to feed cows in Locomotive has thrown a wrench in things this year.

Me:  So we feed 5 bales to the cows on the pivot pasture, 6 to the cows at the feed yard, 1 to the bulls, and 1 to the horses, old cows, and whatever is in the corral by the barn… and 5 to Locomotive.  So… I guess we need to buy more hay…

Him:  Yep…

Ranch faves
Me: So, what is your favorite thing to do on the ranch?

Him:  I dunno…(its his favorite phrase…)

Me:  Well, what is your least favorite thing to do?

Him:  Feed cows.

Me: Oh. (Hmmm, do you not like it because that is like all you are doing right now?)  So what is your next least favorite thing to do?

Him:  Fix fence.

Me:  Oh. (That one actually surprised me… I thought he liked it more.)  And then what is your next least favorite thing?

Him:  Changing water.

Me:  What’s the next?

Him:  Checking water.

Me:  You don’t like the things that you have to do over and over again, do you?  You wouldn’t make a good mom.  That’s kinda all I do.   So what’s your next least favorite thing?

Him:  I dunno… I guess I like all the rest just fine.  But it all depends on the day.

Me:  Yes, moving cows when the sun is shining and the cows are moving good is a way better day than a blizzard when you are working cows through the chute.

Him: (Nod… Silence… conversation… OVER)

Baby driver
Me:  He (the baby) is in his favorite place- at the steering wheel.  That makes you the coolest dad for letting him be there.

Him:  Yep… (he’s big on words…)

Me:  Aren’t you glad we have him?

Him:  Yep.  I guess we will keep him.

Me: Are you ready for the next one?

Him: (silence… stink eye…)  NOPE. (silence… conversation over…)

You can see that riding with The Rancher is GREAT conversation.  To his credit, he is sick (currently fevering and sleeping on the couch) and since talking when he is feeling great gives limited conversation, I really should expect less when he is feeling crappy.  But even sick, he’s still great, don’t ya think?!

Until next time, Friends!

The Family That Brands Together, Stays Together

May 16, 2016 by Allison

I’ve been feeling somewhat emotional about family this week.  It could be leftover mushy feelings from Mother’s Day extra stirred up from all those post-partum hormones flowing through my veins and totally exaggerated from looking at all these photos of my favorite people.. but I dunno.  Regardless of the why, I have a mega-sized dose of love for family and all I keep thinking is, “I love my life!”

Seriously, how often do families get days like these?  How many times do you have a chance to take your kids to work?  It happens pretty much daily around here.  How often do you see three generations of men working together?  Yep, every day.  We are pretty lucky that even the brothers come around the ranch often.  And when I say often I mean, like, weekly!  I know guys that would give anything to be able to work with their dad and brothers like these boys get to.  Of course, the fun doesn’t stop there- we have sisters-in-law that love this life too and that, my friends, is no easy feat.  Honestly, its hard enough for brothers to marry wives that like each other, but then to find wives that love ranching and cowboying too?!  Good work boys… Good work!

We all have varying jobs at what we do to help or entertain, but no one is sitting around. Some come packing the camera and some bring the cinnamon rolls (thanks to The Cattlewoman, for sure!).  The kids are always elbow deep in the work (sometimes making more work for the rest of us, but at least they are out there wanting and willing to work!)  Some live the dream life on the back of the horse and some do the dirty grunt work.  Even if you think that you are just going to spectate, crazy things happen to get you moving.

Check this out.  Quick story time-  The Buckarette…  This girl was 39 weeks pregnant on this fine day of branding (which is why there isn’t a SINGLE picture of her… hmmm…)  She came out planning to just sit on the back of the truck and, ya know, just take it easy.  Then she starts holding the calves back and helping sort out the already branded calves.   Then she starts helping with shots (which is admirable in itself because that meant bending over and if you know pregnant ladies, that gets a little difficult when you are growing a human being in your middle!).  And then she suddenly swings her way up on the horse to get out and rope!  We teased her that she had better be careful where she dallied because her belly was a little close to the horn.  She got up there, turned her horse to the calves and before you knew it, she was back dragging one in.  She gets extra kuddos in my book because it had been a good long while since she had roped and she was as smooth as ever.  Honestly, we should have had her out roping lots earlier because she caught every calf she swung at!  She told us that she as only going to rope one, but once she got started, we couldn’t stop her.  Ok, not really… but she did have her good handful of them.

Anyone can tell you, working as families can be rough.  One person wants something done one way and someone another, and some crazy fight ensues.  One person feels like they are doing all the work while the others get the benefits.  One suddenly thinks they are the boss and the others stop working dead in their tracks.  It can really happen…  But I don’t think feelings like these have ever come up around here (I’m crossing my fingers that even though I am saying it out loud, nothing changes…).  Sure we have our moments of frustration or disagreement but I have never seen an operation run so smoothly.  Family comes first and with that, everyone works together towards a common goal that brings us together.  At the end of the day, we are all apart of making Eliason Livestock successful and sustainable.  More importantly we are apart of a family legacy, building from our heritage something for the future that we can all be proud of.  

Not Letting the Drought Win

February 5, 2015 by Allison

There are few things ranchers depend on for their industry- cows/calves to sell, buyers to buy, and feed to fatten them up.  The first two are in pretty constant supply, feed on the other hand… Well that’s a little subjective…

There is always feed out there, but good quality feed at a good price can be hard to come by.  Why?  One word… DROUGHT.

The last few years we (and by “we” I collectively mean all or most ranchers) have been needing rain in a bad way.  Without rain grass, grain, alfalfa, hay, whatever won’t grow.  Pretty cut and dry (hehe, dry… that’s what we are right now!).

The other day we had our turn to check water in Locomotive on our BLM association ground and we took a turn through our private ground to check the feed.  Our private land in Locomotive is where we take our cows to calve out every winter, the turnout day coming up in just a few weeks.  But the sad truth is that its going to be a very different year for Locomotive.

Throughout the summer and fall we have been keeping an eye on our feed down south, hoping and praying the rain and sun to get to work to make grass that we need to winter the cows.  As the time has gotten closer and closer to moving cows out there we have realized we don’t have NEAR enough feed to winter all the cows there and keep the ground healthy.

Last year it was rough.  With years of drought, we finally grazed it down to its limit.  And we hate getting to that point.  We consider ourselves stewards of the land.  We care for it, trying to keep it flourishing in something more than tumble weed.  But without the rains and the tough soil we have struggled the last few years.  You can see in the pictures that the normal greenish brown is yellowish brown or even more greyish brown.  

So what’s a ranching family to do in a situation like this?  We could just take the cows down and not care.  But we care.  We want this land to sustain itself and our cows.  We need this land to sustain itself and our cows.  So we are keeping most of the cows home this winter.  We will take down the number of cows we think will make it on the range and keep the rest here.  That means The (poor) Rancher will have LOTS of cows to feed at home… bummer.  And we might have some tougher weather for our cows to calve in…  And we might have a little more sickness go through the calves since they won’t be spread out across the range.  But we are hoping that we can help the land to renew itself and be fruitful in the coming years.   This year will mean we get to put in a little more work, but protecting our land, something we CAN’T do without, is worth any effort.

So with a little less cows, a little more rain, maybe a few grass seeds, and a lot of faith we are trying to care for the land and not let this drought win.

The Buckarette

January 20, 2015 by Allison

Hello again…

I’m just going to jump in and pretend that it hasn’t been forever since I have been here…

In fact, lets just pretend its August.  Yep, on this chilly January night I want you to pretend that its a blistering hot (I don’t know that it ever gets THAT hot here, but for dramatic effect- it works nicely) summer day.  Say like August 2nd in fact.

Why August 2nd?

Because something awesome happened August 1st- I got a new sister in law!  I love all my sisters, in laws and outlaws.  Everyone of them brings their own awesome-ness to the table.  In our Eliason family, EVERY girl is celebrated.  For so long there was only The Cattlewoman, raising 5 cowboys without any female to stand strong with.  Even the dogs were all boys!  I guess if you wanted to get picky, there have been thousands of female cows go through, but they don’t count… don’t count AT ALL.

As the first of the married-in-daughters, I told everyone that it was my right and privilege to approve their choices for wives before the question was even popped.  Unfortunately, they didn’t take me seriously and never asked if I was cool with their choices… But lucky for them they picked well.  So well, I don’t know that I could have done any better.  The Cowpoke knew that any girl from Montana would fit in just right (history has proven that!) and now The Buckaroo has found himself a fine cowgirl of his own.  She isn’t from Montana (but she does LOVE it) and that’s ok because she more than makes up for it with her sweet cowgirl skills, mad basketball skills, and awesome baking skills.

I’ll let The Buckaroo tell you how he wooed her so fast… that’s an exciting story of its own… The only thing I’ll divulge is that she was the perfect girl in his eyes- she could rope, rodeo, cook, and looked HOT.  But really, what else is there?!

I’d like to (finally…) introduce you to The Buckarette!  This girl was raised on the back of a horse and taught that she was the one that would get the work done.  Sound familiar?  Oh, ya.. like the rest of us.  There have been some great moments getting to know her over the last year.  Like when she came to the ranch for the first time for branding and out roped all of the boys.  Or when all she had for church shoes were her work boots and she didn’t even bat an eye.  Or when she, repeatedly, made the blind steer walk into the barn (not like IN the barn like.. “bam!” INTO the barn).  Or when she nearly out shot all the boys when we pulled out the clay pigeons.

Yep, she’s a girl after my own heart and I’m excited to share her story with ours too.  Of course you have already seen her here on The Blog, but she has officially been given a name- The Buckarette!

 

Merry Christmas from The Crew

December 26, 2014 by Allison

What a glorious season it has been!  It certainly has been busy with friends, family, service, playing, working…  The list can just go on but in reality it has been a terrific season of celebration.  I am a religious woman- you know that (not too many ranchers are NOT). 

I take this time of year to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ because of the blessings that have come from His life.  Every day I am grateful for His birth, His life, and His death.  It has given me so much and everyday I strive to live in a way to thank Him. 

I have been blessed with a family- a wonderful, hard working husband, two happy and healthy kids, and a lifestyle that shows no bounds.  Every day we can connect with Him and, in His way, we work to serve people all over the world.

From all of us at the ranch, we want to say Merry Christmas!  Thank you for a fun year riding with the Eliasons! 

The Buffalo-Working-Crew

December 22, 2014 by Allison

I’m finally getting around to telling you a little more of working the buffalo from my trip to Lemhi.  The crew The Lemhi Rancher assembled was all sorts of random.  A sister and her crazy kids, a brother and his family, a few hands from the ranch and then the office crew.

The owner of the ranch has several businesses under his hat, which means he has a variety of guys that work for him.  The office guys come in really handy on the days when they run short on ranch hands.

Most ranches are only run with a few guys.  Sure there is always work to be done, but for the most part, the day to day things can be taken care of without a big crew.  But then there are a few days that you just can’t do it alone.  On our operation, we turn to our neighbors and friends and in return we help them.  We realize how valuable the ranchers are that we work with and grateful we are that they are willing to step in.  In a way they become invested in our operation, hoping that the work that they do for us isn’t in vain.  Because of their hard work, we are happy to turn around and help them whenever they need.  And its become a real blessing working so closely with neighbors.  They aren’t competitors down the road but are family of the industry. 

At Lemhi, it isn’t quite the same.  The cowboys don’t go into the office to help do the accounting or paper work.  But working together on the ranch helps them have a better understanding of the role each of them play in the big pictures.  Working buffalo might not be their strength, but every bit of help is welcomed.  We take the buffalo-working crew however they come, with grateful hearts.
  

The End of a Satisfying Year

November 14, 2014 by Allison

The first week in November is always a big week for us.  Over that week most, if not all, ranchers in the valley sell and ship their calves.  We calved out these babies, grown them over the summer, and then put the weight on them since weaning.  I’ve said it over and over-this is the day we work for.  Sale day is the day that makes every other day possible.  And when its over we can finally relax (its only for like a day until we start thinking about the next year!).

We have had amazing growth over the last two months and it really showed on sale day. They were chubby, so chubby that we weighed in heavy!  Seriously, fantastic!  When we contract our calves, we contract less than what we have (mostly to hedge our bets because occasionally we contract before the calves are even born!).  When we weigh heavy and have more calves than in the contract, that means there are more we can keep and sell on the side.  Its like having two paydays!  We do keep back anywhere from 90-115 heifer calves to keep for replacement heifers the next year.

The morning of sale day we bring the calves, already sorted into steers and heifers.  We weigh all the calves, getting an average weight.  Based on that weight, our broker will pick out any calves that he won’t be taking and then we reweigh those (to make sure we have the MOST accurate weight down).  After the work of sorting and moving and weighing and reweighing its time to load the trucks.  Once those trucks are full, they drive off into the sunset and we all live happily after.  Ok, not really… It was noon so more like driving into the sun…. And its not all sunshine and roses, but having another year behind us is as sweet and satisfying as any fairy tale ending!

Crazy Days of Preg Checking

October 29, 2014 by Allison

 Anyone can imagine that three days of preg checking 1514 cows would be kinda crazy.  This year certainly didn’t disappoint, that’s for sure!  But even as crazy as it gets, it is such a fun weekend.  Getting this crew of Curlew cowboys together always means a good time.  They can’t go more than just a few minutes without giving somebody a hard time about something- teasing them with the hot shot, giving some sage marital advice, or telling them to pick up the slack.   They try to share WAY too much candy to my kids but only because they love them.  My favorite cowboy always searches out The Ranch Princess to say hello and give her a kiss.  They are a hard working bunch, never forgetting that they have a job to do but never letting the work stop them from keeping things fun.

We preg check these cows out to Black Pine- WAY out on the desert in the middle of nowhere on some corrals built there permanently for days like these.   Keeping the cows in the corrals for the long three days means that they get hot and raunchy and make any tough cowboy ready to crawl up the fence.  In fact we had a few intense moments that will go down in the books.

Let me set the stage…

Imagine, if you will, some old (but well built) corrals- big enough to hold 500 cows.  There are two or three cowboys on horses pushing cows through to the back of the ally.  There is a guy or two at the ally keeping the ally full of cows and running the back gate to keep from losing any.  The ally is lined with a few guys on each side with hot shots ready to zap (responsibly, I promise) any cow into gear.  (And when they’re not busy getting the cows, they pretend to shock each other… or steal their chair or something else to give some grief.)   

Staying with me?  Good- there’s more!

At the chute we have the vet up to his shoulder in cow- obviously… he’s like the man of the hour.  There is also a man running the chute, one marking the cows with hair bleach according to their gestation, and one replacing any tags that have been lost over the last year.  Next to the chute is a flatbed truck where we have ranchers taking numbers, doing shots, taking pictures (actually, that’s just me!) and my awesome kids.  When the cows are done being tested, they are sorted one of three ways- to go home now, to go to Locomotive, or to come home in a week.  What makes our sorting work despite the fact that there are no fences is the row of trucks and trailers that make a big ally to the field for the Locomotive cows. 

Are you thoroughly confused?

That’s ok.  Just understand lots of cowboys and lots of cows.  Now let me take you to the afternoon of day two.  Work is going along nicely, nothing out of the ordinary. That means we’ve had some great lunch, the chute has been cleaned out of a good sox inches of poop and at least one cow has attempted to jump over the fence.  I make the kids play close to the truck in the event some crazy manages to get over- something that really hasn’t happened in a while.  Until this day.  I’m not sure if the girl was nervous about her time in the chute or just ready to be free (I’m going with the latter) but whatever her reason, she was ready to get out. 

I was standing next to the flatbed, looking over the shoulder of my rancher’s wife double (we share the exact same name!) as she was teaching me about her record keeping program when all of the sudden we hear, “She’s coming over! She’s coming over!”  And then “Get the kids!”  I don’t even remember actually seeing the cow as she started teetering over ally just behind the chute, but I understood enough that we needed to move- FAST!  I swung The Rancher’s Sidekick up on to the truck quickly, but just as fast I realized there wasn’t enough time to get The Ranch Princess and climb up behind everyone else.  There wasn’t really even enough time to grab my girl and run.  I scooped up my baby and pressed up to the truck, turning her out of the way as best I could.  Just as we got there, one of those tough cowboys came to stand between us and that crazy, ornery cow.  He figured better a guy with a hot shot than a cowgirl with a kid if there were to be any type of face off. 

Are you on the edge of your seat?  Not really, I’m sure, but for us in the moment it was slightly intense because we were standing exactly in front of that cow and could surely have taken the brunt of her nasty attitude.  However… she went a different way.  We must have made enough commotion or looked like such a crazy site that in her tantrum she wasn’t willing to put up with us.  She just kicked up her heels and took off for the desert (a good place for her for the next five months).

Oh, the crazy days of preg checking.  We love them and are happy to be done with them for the year.  The cows are bred up, pregged up, and turned out for the winter.  We’re all alive and well and have decided to put up a few more poles on the ally next year!
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