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Running Cows on the Range for You

January 31, 2018 by Allison

Our ranch couldn’t operate without running on public lands.  We would love to run our cows totally on private land but that just isn’t doable right now.  Don’t get me wrong, the range land that we graze on is really, REALLY great.  Our cows come home fat and healthy.  But it would be nice to not have someone to dictate where and when we can run our cows.

Remember the days when we didn’t have to answer to anybody about our cows out on the range?  Ya me neither… Mostly because I haven’t been around this operation very long.  But also because even if I had been around here my whole life, the range has been regulated for longer than I was alive. 

When the first cows were grazing out on this range, nobody owned it.  It was just leftover land from when the railroad had been built.  Cattlemen would take their cows to Curlew Valley to graze through the summer months and then head south to Locomotive springs to winter.  It ended up being a conglomeration of all sorts of cattle and brands, which may seem crazy but it worked out well.  Between all of the cowboys there was always enough help to get all of the work done- water kept up, the cattle checked, and all the ground covered.  In the spring they would help brand each other’s cattle and in the fall they would all gather in and wean the calves.

Over time and from experience, they established good patterns of grazing, making sure that they wouldn’t over graze the land and have something available when it was time to come back.  They let the seasons and weather dictate how and where the cattle would be, flowing with range and its needs.

These days we still run our cattle the same, just with a LOT more direction from the higher ups.  We still run in an association, with most of the original brands that we began with so many years ago.  We still help move cattle, brand, wean, and check water just like they did in the past.  But now we are on somebody else’s schedule.  They tell when to turn out, how long we can stay, and where we go next.  The dates are rigid and there is no flexibility to work with what the range is giving.

I really have mixed feelings about this.  I think it is smart to have organization to it.  We want to ensure that the range is healthy for our cattle to feed on so it is important to make sure that we don’t have too many cattle or spend too much time in one area.  But at the same time, having someone from behind a desk telling us what we can and can’t do, especially when they don’t understand cattle or the work it takes to run them, is frustrating.

The job gets even harder when there are special interest group trying to keep you from your range land.  There are all sorts of reasons that they don’t want us on the public lands.  They think that we are harming the land.  They figure it needs to be left for the public to use for recreation.  They want it preserved for wild life.  Or some just don’t want it used at all for any purposes. 

Right now, we aren’t in a position where we are being troubled by anyone directly, but we aren’t excused from the fight to get cattle off of public lands either. 

I’m the kind of girl that is all about being efficient with what we have.  I’m pretty sure that it’s in my genes.  I hate to see things go to waste when there is so much value to be had.  But I also don’t want to use it all up at once.  That’s being wasteful too.  There’s that sweet middle ground that should keep from wasting by keeping things from totally unused but also keeping it from being over used and ruined.

But how can we apply that to the range?

It’s all a balancing act, friends.  Its working to keep too many cattle off too little ground with too little feed for too long.  But it is also having cattle out there to disturb the ground to help new seeds to grow, to cultivate the ground, to carry seeds in their poop and fertilize them to grow.  Its having cows out there to eat the grasses and keep the fuels down so fires don’t devastate the range.  Using it for cows keeps it as usable, profitable range land and not the next development area for a new subdivision.

Balance.  That’s how we do it.

A few years ago, I saw a book that was talking about public lands and it was obviously against ranchers using it for their cattle.  In fact, there was a caption in big bold letters that said something to the point of “keep ranchers from turning your land into a feed lot!”  And right next to it was a picture of an area that had been overgrazed (most likely it was right next to the water trough, right?!). 

It was a little like a punch to the gut.

Is this what people really think ranchers do?  Do they assume that we use public range land to feed our cattle so that we can make some money by fattening our cattle while we ruin someone else’s land?  I just wanted to shake someone, anyone, EVERYONE and say, “WE DO THIS FOR YOU!”

We run and raise cattle for people to eat.  It’s plain and simple.  Yes it is our jobs and we are trying to make money doing it (enough to survive at least… ha… ha…).  But at the heart of it all, we care about making a good, affordable product for families to put on the table using the resources available.

For years and years, nothing has changed how ranchers use the range.  But what has changed, is the public’s perception of how and why use the land.  Their land.  The bigger picture is that we use their land to raise cattle to feed their families.  And we have before it was really anyone’s land.  The cattle were there long before any interest groups even existed, let alone had an agenda. 

We are going to keep running cattle out on the rangeland for as long as we are able.  We are going to keep using that land to keep our cows healthy and we are going to keep using our cows to keep the land healthy.  And in the end, you, that eat our beef, will stay healthy too.

 

Why a Rancher Goes to College

January 24, 2018 by Allison

We just got done with an awesome weekend with the whole family. Nothing big. Just some good food, some game time, and our favorite people. Three of The Rancher’s brothers are in college right now and coming home to the ranch is their quick breath of fresh air and their means for rejuvenation before the next week of school. I totally get the need to take a break and come up for air after so many deadlines nagging at you over and over again. Over the weekend we heard all sorts of “I gotta study for this big test…” or “I have this huge assignment coming up…” and it almost sorta, kinda took me back to the days that The Rancher and I were in school.

I had two different college experiences in the quest for my degree. The first was when I was single and living my own dream and all that was on my schedule was a little bit of school, a little bit of work, a little bit of homework, and a lot of sports games. That was my life. Oh, and trying to get into nursing school… Then I got married, moved and started a new university experience. I didn’t have an apartment of girls that I had to share the bathroom space with anymore, but I had a man that needed real food, that I had to negotiate who got the car with and that I was building a life and sharing a dream with.

It was awesome.

It was hard.

The Rancher is not a sit-down-read-the-text-book-to-learn kind of kid. There might have even been some classes that he didn’t even open his book up, let alone learn from it. He is hands on, learn as you go, trial and error kind of learning guy. He learns fast and can see so quickly how to get from A to B. But sitting in a classroom just drained the life out of him.

There were a lot of times that I heard people say, “Why is he going to school if he is just going back to the ranch? He isn’t even going to use his degree anyway. Its just a piece of paper.” And when I hear those words, my blood starts to boil.

Yes, my husband was very VERY lucky that he had a job waiting for him the day he finished college. The job he had dreamed of having his whole life. He didn’t have to do scores of applications and interviews. He was qualified for the job by his experience long before ever finishing his degree. But that doesn’t mean that his college experience wasn’t a valuable asset for him as he returned to the ranch.

Here’s why.

When a grad walks away from college, we like to think it was only worthwhile if they got a job in their field or if they are able to make money using the skills and knowledge that they gained. If not then their experience was a total waste. In The Rancher’s case, it would seem that he already knew everything he would need to know to cowboy, so what was the sense in spending all that time and money on math classes and literature classes that he would never use anyway? And of course everything they would teach him in his ag classes were things that he should already know or he wouldn’t need to use. Right? It was just as wasteful as someone that went to a trade school or did an apprenticeship but changed course after getting done. Its wasted money and time if the girl that went to beauty school doesn’t open up a salon the week after she is certified or if the boy that went for diesel mechanics doesn’t end up working on trucks. Right?

Wrong!

I get that getting degrees and certificates and those kind of things cost money. I also get that we feel that there needs to be a return on that investment that is deemed worth such an investment. But the future potential income ISN’T the only returns from going to college.

There are so many life skills learned while going to college from the little things of doing laundry to learning how to problem solve from some crazy math (I will NEVER forgot the ah-ha moment I had mid-math class when I figured out the most complex problem… Never…) . Not to mention learning how to meet deadlines and pushing through to the end when you don’t want to.

You also gain an amazing network of friends and professionals in your area of study. They are the people you can work with, lean on and learn from. They push you to be better, help pick you up when you fall, and encourage you to try again. These people are so invaluable!

Taking time to step back from the ranch to learn from other people, their experiences and knowledge widens what can be a narrow view. You learn different ways, other ways, possibly better ways to work in the same industry.
If you ask The Rancher, a boy that spent all of his growing up time on the ranch, he will immediately tell you that he uses things that he learned from his classes. Especially his ag classes. Could he still ranch and cowboy without what he learned? Probably. Is he better at doing what he loves because of it? Absolutely.

The Rancher pushed through school because we both felt it was important to him. Not just for the things he learned, but for him to accomplish something that was hard, something that he thought he wasn’t made to do. We also thought it was important for the day that he may ever have to look for a job. Our dream was always to come back to the ranch, but what if that didn’t happen? What if it took years for that? What if at some point he had to look for other work? Having a degree made him marketable. It was a safety net that we needed for our family.

I am a big proponent of getting an education, ANY education you can. Because it is there that people gain valuable experience and confidence, gain life skills, net work, and find what they do and don’t want to do with their lives. You might think that this is an expensive cost to learn what they don’t want, but gaining an education is priceless. No matter what you are learning. It can be simply that you don’t ever want to be the prescribing rations of feed supplements. It could be that you learn how interested you are in genetics.

Not everyone is made for college or trade school or an apprenticeship. But everyone is made for learning. There is a whole world out there waiting to teach us is only we are ready to learn. So don’t ever think that because you or someone you know wants to cowboy or be a rancher that they don’t need to go to college or that they shouldn’t waste their time on college. Because it isn’t wasted time. Its invested time. Support them and their want to learn, their want to do something hard. They are probably going to complain or even regret it while in the thick of it all. But when it is all over, they will tell you it was worth it!

Cows on the Move

January 17, 2018 by Allison

All the cows are home.  Well, all the cows that are coming home at home.  I’m like a momma hen with all chicks tucked under her wings.  Ha!  No… I don’t feel the need to have them all close under wing and my watchful eye.  They are probably going to get out and make for more work for me.  Hey honey, lets get them kicked back out ASAP, ok!

We brought the last of the girls home a week ago.  On our anniversary, in fact.  What better way could we have spent our anniversary than chasing cows?!  They actually moved super well, which was kinda surprising.  Remember a few years ago when it was kinda a disaster? I was busy reading stories to The Ranch Princess when The Rancher walked in and said my favorite words, “Are ya busy?  Can you come help?”  Even if I am busy, YES, of course I am going to help!

My job was simple- wait and turn the cattle onto the road and then follow in the truck and trailer.  I was more than willing for that job because it was a very cold very foggy and rainy day.

You may be surprised to see the guys heading out on 4 wheelers when I mentioned that we had the truck and trailer.  This is how we cowboys in Holbrook roll.. Haha!  Actually, the debate of taking horses or 4 wheelers or motorcycles can get pretty hot between the brothers.  All in good fun of course!  Right?  I guess a lot of that has to do with perspective.  The Rancher, whose every day job is to get the work done, is all about efficiency.  If there is a lot of cows to move or gather over a lot of ground, he may pull out the motorbike.  Then there is the opinion that what’s the point in moving cows if you don’t ride a horse… That’s half of the greatness of ranching- work that REQUIRES you to ride a horse.  Which is pretty much the best kind of work.  Because it isn’t work.  It’s play.  Both opinions have valid points…

I’ll admit, that while I love any chance to get on a horse, there are those times that 4wheelers are just more convenient.  Especially when that may be the only way that I can come along.  A whole other OTHER perspective on this intense debate.

I cornered The Rancher and had him spell it out for me on how he decides if he loads up the horses or the 4wheelers.

The guys like to take horses as often as possible.  They can get anywhere a cow goes, especially those rangy places.  It means that we can rope and doctor anything we see, rather than having to come back to take care of it later.  And of course, it satisfies a cowboy’s soul to sit up in the saddle in harmony with his horse.

So when do we take 4wheelers?  We usually pull them out when its a quick push down the road and it would take almost as much time to get the horses in and saddled as it would to move the cows.  (ok, it doesn’t really take that long to get the horses out, but you get the idea…)  But you can see how it might not be worth getting them ready for just a little jaunt down the road.

It seems that the times The Rancher rides the 4 wheeler or motorbike the most is when there is a lot of territory to cover and not a lot of man power.  I see this mostly the days where they are bringing the cows in off the range than just trailing them down the road.  Or if he is out checking the herd during calving season.

A few years ago we had a really hard winter.  Really hard.  Acutally, we have had several hard winters over the last few years.  But the year I’m thinking of was hard in the midst of calving.  It was so important for us to be able to get around the cattle quickly so that if there were any calves that needed help, mostly helping get warm, we could get to them before it was too late.  We didn’t hardly lose a calf to the cold and I think the biggest deal was getting around fast.

Where do you stand on this issue?  Because it is super important…  I know some guys that at more on the rancher end than the cowboy end and they do 4wheelers only.  I know another guy that likes to use horses because they will do less damage to grasses and feed.  And I even know another ranch that they don’t use horses or 4wheelers… They walk.  As much as they can they like to do it all on foot.  They aren’t too horse savvy to use horses but they are also concerned on the impact of 4wheelers.

Do you have an opinion?  I want to know what you do at your ranch!  Because… I’m a curious creature, and even though we all do the same thing- ranching, we all do it differently.  But however you do it, keep doing it.   4Wheelers or horses, it doesn’t really matter.  What matters is that we all find our own BEST way to get the work done.  Be your best and rock on!  

Until next time!
The Rancher’s Wife

Trailing the Cows Home: If Only We Can Find the Gate…

January 12, 2018 by Allison

Its definitely winter here on the ranch.  Not because it is cold and snowy, because it has actually been warm (relatively) and rainy.  I’m saying its winter time on the ranch because the cows are here and The Rancher is officially feeding every morning.  Slowly over the last 2 weeks we have trailed and hauled cows home, starting with the group up in Quaken Asp.

Quaken Asp is some of private ground in the mountains past our home where we pasture the cows in the fall.  Its a favorite of our family’s- a place where we go up for a 4 wheeler rides, hunting, an evening drive… you name it, we do it up there.  In fact, The Rancher proposed to me up there.  Yep, I love it up there.  When The Rancher announced that it was the day to bring the cows home from there, I immediately asked if I could come along too.  I would say it was 50% me wanting to go for a ride, 30% that I needed get out of the house and do something, and a strong 20% that needed some quality time in a place that I loved.

Luckily for me, I managed to upgrade my ride from the gator, which I always plan to take because it lets me take all my little people and manage to take photos off the trail, to my horse!  The Ranch Boss, my father-in-law, had shoulder surgery a few months ago and the thought of something going wrong and him coming off his horse was enough to make him call dibs on the gator.  At first I thought that meant I was destined to stay home or to sit in the truck and wait.  But, because I am his favorite daughter-in-law, The Ranch Boss volunteered to take my kids with him and I was free to saddle up and go.

Once we got up the mountain, it didn’t take long for us to realize that the cows were going to be difficult to bring home.  We rode to the very edges and corners of the field and only gathered up a small portion of the herd.  As cows do, they had managed to tear the fence down in a few places and meander far, FAR away.  And not only they were few and far between, but they were also belligerent and stubborn and wouldn’t move.  They would sit in the trees, head up the mountain, and no matter what we did, turn tail and run.

Ya wanna here just how stupid and ignorant and frustrating these cows were?  Ok, it wasn’t the worst move we have ever done, but still frustrating.

There were four cows that I found in the bottoms, stopped in a groves of trees.  Calling them trees is kinda pushing it… It was more like a bunch of overgrown bushes that left no room for a horse to move around but apparently enough for a cow to wiggle under.  And there was no amount of whooping and whistling that was moving these cows.  I tried coming at them from every direction and something worked because eventually they started moving (I guess I am scary… BOOM!)  Of course they don’t take the easy way down and jump in with the rest of the herd but they decide to go further up the mountain, through even more brush.  About this time The Rancher rides in and he followed them up and over while I kept looking for others in the rest of the brush.

Things were going pretty ok, but we could see handfuls of cows that still needed gathered in.  The Rancher and Cowboy E headed out to gather in whatever they could find, while I grabbed those four cows and kept pushing them.  I actually didn’t have to push all that much because they were moving plenty fast on their own.  Unfortunately they kept going further and further up the mountain and away from the herd.  I would get the leader stopped and headed back down just to see one take off another way.  This happened over and over again.  Where was a good ranch dog when I needed him?

We were headed in the same general direction as the herd and I knew that we would come out just fine, so I opted to stop fighting those old girls and just see where they were taking us.  I knew that other cowboys were on the same side of the mountain as we were and that in reality, if I needed help, I could leave the cows and things would be ok.  But, being the good cowgirl that I am (or at least pretend to be), I just kept going.  One of the best pieces of advice I ever learned when I first trailed cows was to let them take the lead.  They knew the range better than I did so it was likely that they knew the best way out.  I was hoping that this little bit of advice wasn’t about to fail me.  After moving for a long for a while, I start to see more and more cows.  Apparently this group all had the same idea to head for the same corner of field, not realizing that they had passed up the better route of going through the bottoms.  About that same time, I see Cowboy Pete push a few more cows in my direction and turn around to head for more so I figured I would just take this group and move on down.  We started following the fence, assuming that it would take us to the road and out.  But I started to look where the fence headed and all I see are corners.

Who builds a fence with 12 hundred corners in it?!  Ok… I know that the where and how the fence goes depends on a lot of different things, but still… I mean, if I kept following the fence, where was I gonna end up.  I didn’t bring my map of the range so… I called The Rancher instead.  He informed me that occasionally they just take the fence down and make their own gate… Oh.  Make my own gate.  I can do that.  I rode up ahead of the cows and took the wires down.  Just then The Ranch Boss called me to explain that I needed to turn the cows around, that there is a gate at the corner already opened.  Ya know, the gate that we had passed already.  He said it was an easier ride out so, I turned those cows around.  And went back to where we had started.

No gates to be found… I might have grumbled a little.

And then we turned around again and headed for the place I knew I could get out, make-shift gate I had torn down.  And that is when I saw it.  A gate.  Hidden in a sort-of corner (as opposed to a nice square corner) that we had passed.  Over and over again… These blasted cows, that have been on this mountain year after year, head straight for the gate that THEY want to go out, and then MISS it altogether!  Gah!  If I was a cursing woman, I would have used all sorts of obscenities but… I held my tongue.  And those crazy girls redeemed themselves by sticking to trail for the rest of the ride home.

Mostly…

Until the next ride!

The Rancher’s Wife

Fix up After Fire Season

December 20, 2017 by Allison

As you probably know, things on the cow front are pretty slow right now.  Super slow.  Which is good.  Good because I get to enjoy my husband a little bit more.  But also good for The Rancher to get some of the maintenance work done.  After the summer we had, Locomotive really needs a lot of maintenance.

Our summer was riddled with thunderstorms rolling through our private and allotted BLM ground.  The storms were popping with lightning and too many times that lightning turned to fires that swept across the range.  I got pretty good and recognizing when those moments were upon us.  The Rancher would get a call and you would hear things like, “Where did it hit?” and “Is there any wind?  Which direction is it moving?”  and “Who is there?”.  Then of course there was the, “We will be down there right away!”  At that point I just got some snacks and water and told him to be safe as he headed out the door.

The worst timing was when he got a call on the night of July 3.  We had been gone for the weekend to a family reunion.  We were tired from too much fun and too many miles sitting.  And to top off the terrible timing, my brother and his family were there visiting for the upcoming holiday.  So here comes a fire RIGHT on our land and The Rancher HAS to go.  By brother and his daughter had been hoping for some awesome ranch action so they pile in with all the cowboys and go along with them.  Not quite the action I was hoping to give them but you gotta roll with what ya got.  They loved watching them work the fire, even if they got home in the wee hours of the morning.  That sorta killed my plans for an early morning 4th of July 5K but it was still a great day!

We can only directly fight the fires if it is on our own land.  When that’s the case the boys load up the tractor and disc and head down.  We go around the fire itself and make a line to stop it from spreading any further.  By discing up the grass that fuels the fire we are able to make a barrier to keep it from moving on and eating up anymore of our feed.  But so many of the fires neighbored our land or were moving to our land that it was still prudent that we take the time to go down there and protect our land.  Instead of going around the fire itself, they disc around our land.  Doing this can totally head off the fire from causing any damage on our land.    Its amazing what a rancher in a tractor can do to stop a fire.

Sometimes there can be tension between ranchers and those responsible for putting the fire out on BLM ground.  We have the experience and know-how to get the fire out but we aren’t authorized to do it.  But we are motivated a little more than others to get moving and get the job done because its our livelihood.  Every bit of grass burnt up is feed we lose.  We can supplement the feed with hay either in Locomotive or by bringing the cows home.  But the greater loss is the time we lose feeding down there or not being able to keep the cows in Locomotive to calve out when we have to bring them home.  So you can see how things can be a little tense…

But that stuff is all in the past. Now is the clean up.  Those fires ripped right across the range taking out fences in any direction.  And of course it ate up all the feed, so there was work to be done planting seed for some spring grass.  The Rancher and Cowboy E spent a long week and then some getting things settled and back to the norm for the winter.  It was long and hard but its so satisfying to put the effort in to do a good job to put things right again.

I haven’t been down there myself since all the fires have happened so I asked The Rancher to get some snaps of what the land looks like now.  It is bare and black, but now we have new fences and new seeds planted and ready for a new season of growth.

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Christmas for a Rancher

December 12, 2017 by Allison

I am a big fan of Christmas!  BIG FAN!  I love everything about it- the tree and ALL decorations, the gift wrapping, the baking, the music, the snow, the hot chocolate… ALL of it!  Except all the crazy shopping.  I do admit that my anxiety reaches an all time high when I am shopping and there are 12 other people looking over my shoulder trying to find tooth brushes too.  Ok, it was only 5, but still… CRAZY!

Shopping is especially stressful if I don’t know even what to get someone, especially The Rancher.  I can pick out Barbie’s and tractors with the best of the best.  I know my toys.  But I have those moments of total blank-ness (yep, made that word up… Merry Christmas!) when my blonde hair sinks deep in the midst of a brain fart and nothing comes to mind to put under the tree for my cowboy.  That’s when I wander the isles aimlessly hoping something will jump out at me to give him.

Obviously the smart thing to do is to ask him what he wants for Christmas.  I do.  And he doesn’t answer me.  Or he says, “I don’t need anything.  Spend it all on the kids.”  So sweet and noble, right?  But I know deep down inside that there is still a little boy inside that wants something exciting for Christmas too!  Should I resort to filling his stocking with tractors too?  I mean, there should be something besides socks in there, right?  Anyone else in this boat with me?

Actually, this year… I got a list.  Well, sort of a list.  It was a list of all things that he likes.  Not quite what I was hoping for but its definitely a start.  Ya know, for those moments that nothing comes to mind as I’m staring at the shelves with an empty cart.  (More likely when I am searching amazon with an empty cart and nothing coming to mind…) I thought I would share The List for any others that sometimes need a jump start for a cowboy.  This list is certainly not totally encompassing and lets be honest, shopping from this list could really empty out the penny jar.  But, in the case where a girl just doesn’t know what to get her cowboy, this might just get you through.

A cowboy hat– They can never have enough.  Ever.  Just when I think he is good, its time for a new one.  And there are so many kinds you can have and they need to have them ALL.

Horse tack-  Sometimes I feel bad getting him tack because that seems like work stuff.  I try to be a little more original than that.  So that’s when I get maybe a little fancier bit.  Make it seem like more than just ‘work stuff.’

Clothes-  The Rancher can go through work shirts and jeans like candy.  Barbed wire, pocket knives, oil stains, poop… It is all hard on his clothes and a wardrobe upgrade is always welcome.

Boots- He teases me about how many shoes I have, but does he really need so many boots?  Yes, he really does and there is always room for more!

Tools-  Whether it is a new Leatherman or knife or wrenches or whatever, more is certainly merrier.  Because tools get lost all. the. time!

Cowboy gear-  What cowboy doesn’t want a new pair of chaps or a new work coat or wild rag or gloves?  It may seem like a boring gift but they will put a smile on their face for sure!

Gun-  Guns and ammo are always good.  Yep.

Then there is always the list like- a new custom saddle, a new truck, a new trailer, a new horse…. the dreamer list.  If you can shop the dreamer list you have made their Christmas for sure!  I haven’t made that yep but someday… maybe…

Now that I have shared a few ideas to get you through some cowboy Christmas shopping, what are you getting your cowboys?  What do you want for Christmas? Merry Christmas, Friends!

Thankful for the Moments

November 25, 2017 by Allison

Happy Thanksgiving!  Wasn’t it a terrific day yesterday?  A day full of eating and family and eating and sleeping and eating and fun!  Actually, I don’t think I got an-after-lunch-nap but that’s ok.

I like my Thanksgivings best when its steeped in tradition and intentional.  We can eat a turkey any day and we can over-indulge whenever we want, but to be really be Thanksgiving, this day has to be more than that.

My mom has a tradition every Thanksgiving.  Its simple.  Its easy. But it helps me keep Thanksgiving more than just a day about eating. 

Every year my mom pulls out her hand drawn thankful turkey and carefully puts it on the wall.  To begin with he looks a little sad, so bare because he doesn’t have any feathers yet.  But as the days surrounding Thanksgiving pass, he is filled with colorful feathers inscribed with the blessings that we are most grateful for.  Some of them say “family.”  Some of them say “God.”  Some of them say “my blankie.”  And some of them even say, “my hot wife!”  They aren’t elaborate or fancy, but they are true, heartfelt things we are grateful for.

For this first time ever, I struggled to know what to write.  Not because I wasn’t grateful, but because I was so grateful for so many things I just didn’t know what to pick.  We have been blessed with a beautiful home in a place that we get do what we love to do.  We are constantly surrounded by good friends and family.  We have so many opportunities to learn, to serve, and to grow.  And while our year was so full, it was so full of blessings!  I just didn’t know what to write.

As I sat there trying to decide what to put on my empty thankful feather I began to think back through this year and all the things we had done and I began to realize that what I treasure most are the moments.  Those special moments you breath in deep because you know just how fleeting they can be.  Those moments you pause to take it all in so you can remember the sounds and smells that wrap around you.  Those moments that seem to make a place deep within your soul.

Those moments came as I stood with my kids as the heavy snowflakes drifted down from a peaceful winter storm while we were building a snowman.  They came as we worked in the garden, planting, weeding and watering lending to our eventual harvest.  It was in the quiet that I had those special moments when I rocked my growing baby before bed.  More came as we worked together as a family to fill our yard with new grass.  Some of those moments were spent late at night as we talked and laughed with our brothers and sisters. 

There are so many things in this life that I wish we could have or that I could give to my family.  We fill our lives with things or with moments and if I had to choose what my kids filled their lives with, it would be these moments.  More than anything, I hope that they hang on to them.  That they cherish them.  Because all of the things that they have will slip away, but these moments are for them to keep forever. 

There was no better thing for me to be thankful and to put on my feather than “the moments.”  What are you thankful for in this season of gratitude?  There are no wrong answers because being grateful is so much more important than what we are grateful for.  If you haven’t, take a minute and look through your life and find those things that bless your life. 

Happy Thanksgiving, Friends!

From a very grateful Rancher’s Wife

 

The Idaho Rancher’s Wife Braves the Stage

November 17, 2017 by Allison

True to my word, here I am, telling you about my experience speaking at the ICA Annual Convention.  I’m still in shock that people wanted to hear from me and ask questions about what I do.  I’m also a little in shock that I am posting twice in one week!  Maybe this can become a regular thing….

Tuesday I was part of a panel to speak on different forms of advocacy and just briefly describe the how’s and why’s of doing it.  Speaking out about ranching and trying to connect with people is become really important these days.  It is easy to become disconnected from the things that keep our world running whether it is knowing where our food is coming from or how the plumbing in our homes work. 

While I was there to talk about how I reach out through blogging, there was another woman, Cheyenne Smith, there to speak on how she is apart of the ranching and beef conversation through twitter.  I was really impressed how she wants people to care about us as ranchers and as people providing food for families.  By sharing the tidbits from her everyday life, she helps people really see what ranching is like.  If you are tweeter (is that even a thing?), go find her @JLazySAngus.  Not only does she have great insight to ranching, but she has a great network to be a part of.

The other presenter on our panel was Matt Brechwald and how he goes about advocating really impressed me.  A little back story…  After college, he ended up living and working in the city.  Eventually, he realized that he was not happy with where is life was taking him.  So, he and his wife found some land that they could relocate to and start their own ranching experience.  In order to make ends meet, he used his skills, machinery, and tools from the ranch to create a side job.  As he was out working one day, he realized what an awesome thing he had been able to do and how he needed to share that.  He started doing podcasts, highlighting his journey to what he was doing and how others could do it too.  To find more about his story and his podcasts you can go to his site at www.offincome.com.

It was really a great experience sharing the mic with these people and helping to share the importance of advocacy, why we love it and how others can do it too.  I’ll admit, I was so nervous to begin with.  And through most of it… In fact, there was one point that the moderator asked me a question and I was in the middle of answering it with one of my stories.  And all the sudden I realized I couldn’t remember what I had been saying and couldn’t even remember where I was going with it.  Haha… You can laugh at me… I am!  Once we were done with our two 25 minute session I was finally relaxed enough that I felt ready to start.  Pretty unfortunate that it was all over, huh? 

You are probably thinking that I am last person that should be telling other people to get out there blogging because I struggle in this realm myself.  I can be inconsistent and unreliable, and that is a hard pill to swallow.  But yesterday I realized that what I do have is that I keep coming back to it.  This experience may have been more important to me that for anyone else because it reminded me why I do this.  And maybe now I have recommitted myself with new a new drive and hope for what I can do here in this space to reach out and advocate for something I believe in so strongly!

Hey From the ICA!

November 14, 2017 by Allison

I’m writing to you from the snow-capped mountains of Sun Valley, Idaho!  Actually, they are more like snow dusted but it sounds more exciting the other way…  But I am sitting here waiting for my baby to fall asleep and thought I would take a minute to come talk to you!

Every year we take off this week to be a part of the Idaho Cattle Association’s annual convention.  It’s partly because it’s the closest thing we get to a work trip but also because it is a terrific place for a cattle producer to get a little extra help. Here’s why…  ICA is an organization created to support cattle ranchers at the grass roots level and take action wherever and however it is needed.  Ranchers are busy keeping up with all the problems at home- fencing, feeding, calving, haying, ect., that they don’t have time to face the big picture ranching problems- fighting public lands issues, water rights, endangered species stuff, ect…

A few years ago, the government was attempting to regulate what work kids could do on the ranch.  They were claiming that kids were too young to operate tools, machinery and work with animals.  Yes, it may be surprising at how young our kids do start working on the ranch but when they are totally immersed in the lifestyle, its actually more of a challenge to keep them from helping!  My seven year old son BEGS to help chase cows and rides a horse for hours.  My four year old daughter stood by the chute for hours loading the tagger for her dad because SHE wanted to.  Kids learn by watching, so naturally, ranch kids learn quickly how to do the work that they see happening all around them. 

It was organizations like ICA that were able to stop the regulations from actually becoming reality.  They knew what we needed as ranchers and, more importantly, they knew what to do.  They have the contacts, the research, the lobbyists, the time and the knowhow. 

The ICA not only advocates for ranchers against those that try to tear down the industry, but they do a lot to promote beef and keep ranchers up to date with the best minds, technology, and resources to keep ranching efficient and up to the demands we face.

Aside from getting a little vacation and a little knowledge, this year we have a few different reasons to be here.  One- The Rancher has been asked to be on the ICA board to represent our area.  He is a little nervous but also excited for the opportunity for a little growth.  The second reason we really needed to be here is that I get to present on my blog and you!

Did your jaw just drop?

Ya mine did too when I was first.  Before I knew it, I answered yes and then I thought, “Um… do they know who I am?  Do they know how little I really know about this?”  But none the less, I am here ready to present tomorrow and pray that it all goes well. 

I’ll be sure to update you when I am done…  Wish me LUCK!

The Calves Have Shipped- RELIEF

November 8, 2017 by Allison

Guess what, Friends?  The calves are SHIPPED!  You can’t deny that THAT day is one, if not the very best days on the ranch.  The year’s work has finally paid off and you can see the results of your labors.  You don’t have the stressful responsibility of keeping the calves healthy and alive.  Things just turn calm and slow and I love it!

You would think that the slow down and relief would be mostly for The Rancher, but I too am relieved for when the calves on are gone. 

I’ll you why…

Because without fail, EVERY year, there are calves out.  And not only are they getting out, but they get out when there are no ranchers around to put them back in.  We have been back to the ranch several years now and I don’t think that there is a single weaning season that we have gone through without a few calves sneaking out.

In some regards, I’ll take any chance to earn some Rancher’s Wife Stripes and have The Rancher owe me for dropping everything and helping out.  But dropping everything just isn’t a convenient thing when you are a busy mom.  Plus, the stress of putting the calf in the wrong place or just NOT getting a calf in at all makes me wonder if the Rancher’s Wife Stripes are even worth it!

This year was no different, of course.  You would think that I would have learned by now to not schedule anything on the days that the guys are gone.  That way I would be ready for the break out and have the time to put the sneaky buggers back in.  But I haven’t. 

Just a few weeks ago, I had a project that needed done and I had a tiny window of time between getting kids’ homework done and getting dinner going.  I’m outside, minding my own business, trying to keep The Cowboy Kid off of the busy road in front of our house, and getting some work done when I see a handful of calves walking through my garden!  Lucky for them, I had pulled everything out of there that I was planning to use.  If the peas had still been growing, those calves would have been in big trouble…

So I scoop up my baby and we start them back to the pasture.  The trouble with putting calves back in, especially around the ranch yard is that you never know where they are going to go and what is going to pop and get them.   We have chased in circles around the homes or through the equipment sheds.  The dogs have come to help only to chase them in the wrong direction.  This time they actually head back to the field ok, but just as we were getting to the gate, the chickens jumped out. 

This presented a problem in a couple of ways.  One, it meant that the chickens were out, probably my least favorite critter to get back in.  Second, it sent my already flighty and skiddish calves busting through the gate.  They were hung up on it and in it and scurrying around it and I was sure we were going to have a wreck.  When all was said and done,  the gate was the only one worse for wear.  There is a big ol’ bow in it and it doesn’t swing exactly right….  But The Rancher can deal with that.  I did put his calves in, after all.

2017 Calf Crop from The Idaho Ranchers Wife 2017 Calf Crop from The Idaho Ranchers Wife

2017 Calf Crop from The Idaho Rancher's Wife

2017 Calf Crop from The Idaho Ranchers Wife

2017 Calf Crop from The Idaho Ranchers Wife

That wasn’t the only day that the calves put a kink in my day.  The week before we shipped calves was pretty packed for me.  Which means that nearly every moment is scheduled and that I only have spare minutes to clean up the baby’s spilled milk, not put The Rancher’s calves away. 

That day I had planned to get yard work done- the lawn mowed and leaves cleaned up, the flower beds cleaned up and bulbs planted.  I’m cruising around the yard, thinking I was totally on top of the day, when I spot a calf out across the road.  Then another.  And then a whole pile of others…  I’m pretty sure I rolled my eyes and cursed The Rancher under my breath but I parked my mower and jumped on the 4 wheeler to get the calves.  I was pleasantly surprised to see that it only took a couple of minutes to get them back in.  No catastrophes!  I closed the gate and headed back to work.  It wasn’t but a few minutes when I saw another handful of calves.  I went through the same routine of rolling my eyes, really cursing The Rancher, getting the calves in, and heading back to work.  Even before I got back on the mower, I could see a few more calves out and I knew that wherever they were crawling out from wouldn’t wait until the guys were home to fix it. 

Being the great ranch wife that I am (HA!) and for my own sanities sake, I headed to the shop for tools, wire, and staples.  After driving the fence the kids and I found a calf sized hole that the escapees had been breaching all morning and got to work.  I would love to say that I just snapped out a beautifully fixed fence but that wasn’t the case.  When the calves had broken the fence, they had broken a pole and loosened the wires. I’m sure The Rancher would have just replaced the pole altogether, but that was beyond what I was willing to do.  A little patch job was going to have to be good enough.  After about 5 trips of getting the right stuff, we had finally finished our crude attempt at fixing the fence.  I knew it would hold but it certainly wasn’t the prettiest job… But it was done and the calves were in.

At least until my next busy day!

You can see how I am just as relieved as the guys that the calves are gone!  Maybe this momma can get a little bit of work done around here… Probably not, but we are gonna give it a try!

He’s got this supervising thing down- sitting down on the job with a cinnamon roll in hand!

The last bunch headed to load in the semi!

If this picture had sound, you would here a lot of “HUP! HUP! HUP!” from this little cowboy!

5 semi’s loaded down with steers and heifers headed to their knew home.

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Living on cattle, cocoa & kids running wild.
Daily ranch life, western style all with a side of dirt.

I’ll just keep holding the brake… #lifeonacattler I’ll just keep holding the brake…

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It shouldn’t be this tall. Late frosts. Hot, dry It shouldn’t be this tall. 

Late frosts. Hot, dry, dusty days. Summer drought. A week with the pump down. 

But God is good and this corn patch surpassed our greatest hopes. I see His hand. Do you?
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Another rousing round of mountainside musings 🤣 # Another rousing round of mountainside musings 🤣

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They say you can tell a lot about a man by his out They say you can tell a lot about a man by his outfit. In cowboy country, that has less to do with the clothes on his back and more to do with the truck and trailer he pulled out of the yard in. 

Come on o we to the website for the outfit breakdown with a side of ranch wife humor! 
 
https://theidahorancherswife.com/you-can-tell-a-lot-about-a-cowboy-by-his-outfit/ Or find the link in my bio!

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Who needs arm day when you can pitch hay?? Me… I d Who needs arm day when you can pitch hay?? Me… I do… so I can pitch the hay… 💪🏼😮‍💨🤣

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Shhh… don’t tell The Rancher because I’m about to Shhh… don’t tell The Rancher because I’m about to take things into my own hands!
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If you watch my stories you have seen me post a fe If you watch my stories you have seen me post a few coloring pages taken directly from photos of our family ranching. 

I’m excited to announce that I’m in the works of a coloring book featuring ranching scenes from our year on the ranch! While I keep working to get it done, head to my website to enjoy a few freebies just for you.

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Sunday afternoon chore vibes… ain’t too proud to b Sunday afternoon chore vibes… ain’t too proud to be caught in my sweats and boots 

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You never want to be the guy that accidentally let You never want to be the guy that accidentally let the calves out. To that end, you double and triple check every dang gate you go through… but sometimes the calves still get out 🙄. 

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“Do I have to do it as good as you?” Our youngest “Do I have to do it as good as you?”

Our youngest asked me that after wrestling with a stubborn fence post one winter day.

I wasn’t sure how to answer.

Because yes, the fence has to work when we are done and the cows don’t care if it was built by a ranch mom or a seven-year-old. The work matters, and I want my kids to learn to do it right.

But expecting a ranch kid to do a job exactly like someone with years more experience? That’s a different story.

Raising kids on a ranch has taught me that high expectations and room to grow aren’t opposites. We can expect our kids to contribute, be responsible, solve problems, and do meaningful work while still giving them the time and grace it takes to become capable.

Sometimes that means pulling out the crooked fence post and trying again. Sometimes it means looking at a field of missed hay and asking questions instead of jumping straight to frustration.

The standard doesn’t have to change just because someone is still learning.

I think that’s true far beyond the ranch, too.

Today’s learner might just be tomorrow’s expert.

Full story on the blog. 🤎

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Want to know a secret? For a long time, I had a h Want to know a secret?

For a long time, I had a hard time calling myself a cowgirl 😬. 

I grew up ranching, working cows and riding horses. I lived and worked on a ranch with my husband. I knew how to sort cows, run a tractor, and doctor a calf. 

But somehow I still didn’t think I was *enough* to be considered a real cowgirl. 

I was wrong. And finally I realized that. 

There are no qualifying accomplishments or minimum requirements. It isn’t measured by any other cowgirl in the pen. And no one can tell you that you aren’t. 

Today, on National Cowgirl Day, here is a shoutout to all the women and girls who proudly, quietly, unashamedly, and honorably call themselves cowgirls. Thank you for the hand you are, the traditions you live and the legacy you leave behind. 

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You can only stumble onto this kind of beautiful. You can only stumble onto this kind of beautiful. 

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They have been looking forward to this day for wee They have been looking forward to this day for weeks. 

And so have I. 

There are days I enjoy the quiet working without them, but soaking up these days working together fills my heart. I already fe they are growing way too fast. 

But I’m sure proud of the young men they are becoming. 

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Putting your kindergarten math skills to the test Putting your kindergarten math skills to the test 🤣. The Rancher got 63 and I… got 63 too 😮‍💨. If our numbers were different, he would definitely be wrong, not me 😬

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If you ever wondered if God hears a weary, wanderi If you ever wondered if God hears a weary, wandering cowgirl, I can assure you he does. 

The days riding up and down the mountain looking for cattle can get long. I had found a pocket of cows tucked under some cedar trees but had quite a ways to get there to them. Crossing through a big wash, I lost track of exactly which trees I was heading for. 

It’s silly but I felt defeated and frustrated. With a much closer perspective of that mountainside, everything looked different. I decided to backtrack a little, not wanting to skip any patch of trees that *could* have been the ones. 

As I started riding forward I said a silent prayer, ”Lord, help me find these cows.”

Less than 30 seconds later, I hear a single “moo” behind me. I whipped around to see just the nose of a cow poking out behind the black shade of the tree. 

I had found the cows!

Let this be a little reminder that God cares, even about helping find cows on the mountain. You just have to ask for help. 

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Trail side musing from The Idaho Rancher’s Wife… i Trail side musing from The Idaho Rancher’s Wife… in the end, I should have grabbed the jacket 🤦🏼‍♀️
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Crisp fall mornings gathering cattle off the mount Crisp fall mornings gathering cattle off the mountains of the summer range are some of my favorite days of the year! 

My house is a mess, the laundry is piling up and the to-do list is fiercely long, but I won’t give up these days for anything. 

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Last night I looked up at the countless star above Last night I looked up at the countless star above me and, not for the first time, was in awe of this beautiful world we live in!

There are plenty of things I’d change about living in the middle of nowhere, don’t get me wrong. But giving up the life that comes with them isn’t one of them.

What would be on your list of inconveniences? 
What makes it worth it for you?

Read my list on my website, TheIdahoRanchersWife.com
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“Agriculture is the most healthful, most useful, a “Agriculture is the most healthful, most useful, and most noble employment of man”. George Washington 

Amen, George. Amen. 

They sure don’t make presidents like they used to…

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Yes, the American beef herd is shrinking. We all k Yes, the American beef herd is shrinking. We all know that. And it’s a REALLY valid concern. 

But did you also know that annually, ranchers are producing more pounds than the year before? Since 2023, we have averaged nearly 50 pounds more per carcass! 

That doesn’t mean the shrinking herd isn’t a supply problem—it clearly is. But it means head count alone doesn’t tell the whole story.

These facts tell me that ranchers are doing all they can, despite challenges like rising input costs and drought conditions, to provide beef to American families. 

If we really want to support producers rebuilding their herd, here’s my suggestion:

Lower our input costs, not the price of our cattle.

And let’s start with fuel.  Because that not only supports the American rancher, but American families as well. 

If you want us to raise more cattle, help make it more affordable to raise them.

If you could make one change for producers, what would it be? Tell me in the comments! 👇🏻👇🏻

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