17 October 2020- Rain/sleet and 35 degrees – expecting 3-5 inches of snow tonight
Yesterday was a spectacular day on the Holler. After supper, Dave and I had a glass of wine in the loft and were discussing how grateful for all the things that happened this week, and the frosting on the cake was as we toasted it started to rain. We have been desperately praying for rain. Amen.
Last Saturday morning was beautiful weather, but dry. I went for a run and Dave was up in the barn and corral working on a plan to sort out the individual calves that were going to different buyers this week. He came around the corner and looked to the south to see smoke billowing up from what looked like the neighbor’s house. He thought to himself, “Why would anyone be burning trash in this wind and dryness?” and he jumped in the Mule to drive down there and see what was going on. As he got closer he realized the smoke was not from a controlled burn, but it was a fast moving grass fire and headed right toward another neighbor’s lot full of dry ponderosa pine.
He sped up the hill and ran into the first neighbor’s barn where he found the man working on his mower. Dave said, “Did you call the fire department?” and immediately realized the man had no idea what was happening. The wind was blowing away from the barn so he couldn’t even smell the smoke. “You’re on fire, you’re really on fire! Call 9-11!” And with that Dave sped down to another neighbor’s place that was definitely downwind of the burning grass and now burning trees. He ran up to their house and told them to get their kids and animals and get out.
Right about this time I was returning from my run and I was dying after running up the steep hill that ends at the north part of our road. I turned the corner and saw huge flames in the trees and immediately thought it was the southern-most neighbor’s house. I never ran home so fast in my life and as I was running down the hill I saw Dave speeding up the road from the direction of the blaze and realized he must have already called the fire department. By the time I got to the house he was in the tractor headed over to the neighbors whose house was in danger to help them move their hay bales away from the approaching fire. I jumped in the Mule and drove over there behind him to see if I could help them get their stuff out.
These are new neighbors that moved into the High Lonesome and they have 3 kids and 4 dogs and 2 cats. I ran into their house and said, “What can I do to help?” The lady said “Just get all of the animals in the car!” So we loaded up the animals and obviously, the kids and drove back to our place which was to this point in the clear from the fire. As we raced down their driveway we could see what looked like a fire tornado spinning across the pasture and flames were rolling along the tree tops.
In a short time, and I mean short, the fire department arrived. They were awesome. Several local volunteer departments went right to work and they even called in three helicopter drops of water. After a very stressful hour and a half it appeared that they had the whole thing under control and the new neighbors place was no longer under threat. The fire was contained about 150 feet from their barn. God Bless the firefighters!
The fire departments remained on scene until late in the evening and sent crews out the next day to continue to douse the hot spots. We are so grateful that no one got hurt and not one structure burnt. It could have been really, really bad. Instead it appears there will be a nice green pasture next year.
The week remained busy as we decided our fire mitigation plan here needed some work. Dave assembled a fire fighting kit by ordering multiple long hoses that would work with a water pump that we have. We decided to keep our cistern full of water and to always have water in the totes just in case. Of course we can’t keep the totes full when it freezes but in the summer when it is dry, they will be at the ready.
Wednesday, we both went to another neighbor’s house to help him with his round-up preg check event. He is a lot bigger than us with over 200 calves and nearly 300 cows. Dave sorted and pushed cattle into the tub and up the alley. I got to give shots to all the calves. They especially liked tequila shots. It was a long, long day and we were both really tired at the end. We are also really grateful that we only have a few cows.
Thursday we recovered from the round-up and began preparing for the big snow we are supposed to be getting this weekend. We also did some preparations for our calves who were going to separate buyers.
Friday, Apollo 11 went home with the gentleman from Wyoming who wants to add him in with his two calves and raise him up for beef next year. The guy was so nice and he loved our gentle cows. He said to stay in touch and not sell any of our steers next year without talking to him first. We are just really happy Apollo went to another ranch for the rest of his life instead of a feedlot.
After Apollo 11 left, Dave and I loaded up the three heifer calves and he drove them to another ranch where a really nice couple had prepared a great corral and shelter for them. They were so happy to get these three gentle girls and again, we are so happy they are also going to live on a ranch where hopefully they will be (re-)productive and have long and happy lives.
And that leaves us with one calf, Henry the 8th. We didn’t want poor Hank to be lonely so before all the calves left we sorted out two of our yearling heifers from the big cows to come hang out with him while he continues to be weaned from his mom. It went so smoothly and Dave and I just walked into the pasture and they were already hanging out by the gate. We tempted them out with just a little cake and walked them down the road and into a pasture adjacent to the corral. We let Henry out with them and now they are all hanging out together for the next four weeks.
That brings us back to yesterday evening. On the way back from the ranch where Dave dropped off the heifer calves, he stopped at Lintz Bros. Pizza Company which was a great treat for us. We had a great supper and all the chores were done and finally we had a moment to relax and think about how lucky we are. There were so many moving parts and pieces that could have gone awry, but somehow we were able to safely get all the animals to happy new homes. We also narrowly avoided a disastrous fire. Neither of us got hurt at round up. It was just one of those moments where we had a chance to reflect on all the work of the previous year of breeding, raising, feeding, watering, haying, calving, branding, and finally selling our product, the calves. Plus we feel like we did a lot better than we would have done at the sale barn.
Just when things couldn’t seem to be going any better, it started to rain and has been raining/snowing on and off since yesterday. Oh, and then the pics and videos of the calves from their new happy homes started coming in via text. I don’t normally like to say it out loud for fear of jinxing ourselves, but life is good on the Holler.
I hope everyone out there in the real world is having as good a weekend as we are, snowstorm and all. Keep it free out there!