Thursday, March 26, 2015

Latest Word From Home

The latest word from Allen on how things are at home is that the snow is on its way out and the dogs are all okay.  He moved the ewes over to a piece of pasture with a large parcel of Native Prairie and they are picking in there while still receiving some hay feed.  Shearing will take place either April 15 or 16 so readying for that will be a first order of business when I get back.

Now that the weather is less cold, Lady has moved out to the flock where she will be most content.  She's a fussy creature all around and a particularly fussy eater.  Any change upsets her so the sooner we get her back into her regular order of the world, the better.  Even having Allen feed her instead of myself threw her off.  Her coat trouble is not solved but she is looking better, although is still too thin for my liking.

Meanwhile in Montana (gosh I like how that sounds), I had a couple of relatively simple days doing chores, hanging around Burradoo taking photos, and missing Allen sorely.

The Burradoo Flock

Pervus, the ancient mule

Playing in the creek that runs through the property

Sitting up on the rocks
Today I was invited to join in on some work at the neighbors place sorting a few cow/calf pairs on horseback and moving them up to new pasture.  Clyde picked me up at the yard, with Pruney, the horse, all saddled and ready to go.  What a fantastic time helping out and being on a horse, sore sit bones and all!


Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Marked Impressions


Up on the rocky ridges behind Burradoo Ranch
Allen and I enjoyed a wonderful day exploring the tourist town of Red Lodge, an hour from the ranch I am staying at.  Allen is an avid motorbike fan and has a summer trip planned that will pass through Red Lodge and traveling the famous Road to the Sun.  Thousands of bikers pass through Red Lodge each year and along with the nearby winter ski hill, the town is a year round tourist destination.

Later on we headed up to the trail head at Custer National Forest which Bill showed me earlier.  The Bighorn sheep were still there!! and I soaked up a second visit spent watching them.  Seeing these wild sheep just lights me up.


We did a short hike on the trail and were in awe at the gorge and the power of the river running through there.  With the mountain run off still to come down the river was just getting started.   Nonetheless the roar of the water through the gorge started my heart pounding.  It was incredible.




Having been here close to a month now, Montana has definitely left an impression on me.  Allen could see why.  What a change this is from our prairie home.  On the second day of his short visit we happened upon a piece of a land for sale and, just like that, the seed was planted.  Our minds started to whirl.  Could we really?


Sunday, March 22, 2015

Photo Catch Up

Catching up with a few photos....

Arrival at Burradoo Ranch back in February.
Burradoo BJ overlooks the place
Sheep photos soon follow
Helping out on Shearing Day
One of my favorites, shorn sheep grazing with BearTooth Mountains in the background.
Shorn Sheep
Watching the livestock guardians and flock who graze across the road from Burradoo Ranch.
LGD with flock, located across the road
One of the great highlights of this trip... seeing the wild sheep.
And the real beauties... little Bighorn Sheep

... and big Bighorn Sheep

Friday, March 20, 2015

Company and Camera

I have been blessed with company.  Saskatchewan friends Liezel and Larry were here for a short two day visit and some farm supply shopping at Billings. They headed home this morning.

Plus, Allen decided to do a quick road trip and join me here for the weekend.  He just recently arrived and settled in and I'm so excited to share part of this experience with him.

While I impatiently waited through the day for Allen to arrive I passed some time with a short trip to Fishtail for the specific purpose of stopping in at The Muddy Lamb.

I first visited The Muddy Lamb a couple years ago and knew if I ever had the chance I'd stop in again.  It's a little gem of a shop in the middle of a gorgeous no-where spot of  Montana.


Pottery and wool - what a great combination.  I had to shop.  I bought three little clay sheep made by a very young local artist, and of course, I found some gorgeous rust brown wool to my liking.

I'll visit there again before I leave.

Allen also brought something special with him.  My camera-to-computer cord.  With any luck I'll be able to import photos onto the computer here and perhaps start sharing a few of them.  I'll tackle that a bit later though, right now I'm signing off to visit with Allen.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Hiking Around

I headed out with BJ and Mic for another hike up the rocky hills.  We took the same trail only went a little further to the top to see what lay beyond.

Beyond is an expanse of natural and tough Montana grassland that is not easily accessible, although I know there is a winding road that makes its way to these upper grazing lands. There is a livestock watering source there so livestock do graze up here at some time.  The only critters we found there were more deer and the dogs put the run on them.

This rugged grassland pours ahead in one direction and in the other direction is the edge of the hill we just climbed, with a valley ripe with tame pastures, black cows and a handful of sheep below.  We stayed there a bit, enjoying the view and watching the sheep graze their way back toward the ranch and their night pen.

The sheep are let out to graze each morning and brought home at mid to late afternoon. They have free reign to graze where they wish in between and can slip through fences so one needs to keep an eye on them.  They are so familiar with routine that even if they are not brought in by me and the dogs, they bring themselves home, knowing, and expecting, to receive their evening corn.