Wednesday, July 31, 2019

Flowers in the hayfield

This morning when moving irrigation pipes I saw two bright blue flowers growing in the hayfield.



I don't know what kind of flowers they are but they are pretty.  The photos don't do the flowers justice.

I have covered the hayfield once and now am on the way back moving pipes.  The grass and alfalfa are sure liking the water.  The weather here now is hot (about 90 degrees), sunny and dry.

Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Irrigation has begun

After 8 days, on Wednesday July 24, I finally got my irrigation started.

I was a little late starting because I was waiting on the irrigation guy, Myron.  Late May I discussed swapping a valve on a pipe I bought last year to a valve that would fit my valve opener.  I also planned on buying/making some shorter aluminum pipes to replace some of my heavy steel pipes.  Myron had to check to see if he had any valves the size I needed.  I never heard from him; then got busy baling my hay and other things.  While I had tried in May to get this done - before irrigation season started and Myron got busier - it is now July and Myron is busy.  Once we connected and talked we agreed to wait till later as he couldn't get to doing what I wanted now.

So... Wednesday July 17 I started to lay out the mainline.  It takes a day to lay out the steel pipe because it is heavy steel pipe.  Then usually the next day I lay out the sprinkler pipes.  This time it took me almost two days to lay out the sprinkler lines.  I had been keeping the cattle in the middle pasture so I could leave the south pasture gate open in order to get the pipes.  But when I worked on the sprinkler lines many of the cows walked around the river and into the south pasture, slowing my work down as often I had to open and close a gate.  Also, when - usually only two or three at a time - cows' udders filled with milk they would moo and demand for me to open the gate to let them back into the middle pasture and their calves.

I had one sprinkler line laid out and most of the backup line laid out when I relented and opened the gate between the south and middle pastures and let all the cattle into the south pasture.  The cows were by the gate occasionally pushing against it, and then the bull came to scratch/push on the wood post the gate attaches to.  Rather than have him break the weak post I opened the gate.   The cows and bull and calves all rushed through and went to the south side of the south pasture.

After I finished laying out the backup line I went to eat as I was starving by now.  What I forgot to do was close the south pasture gate to the hayfield.  When I finished eating I came outside to see Toby the bull in the middle of the hayfield.  The rest of the cattle were still in the south pasture but Toby, when he came back to go and call out for Mama and Diamond, found the gate open.

It was easier than I expected to herd Toby towards the south pasture.  I had closed the gate I had left open on the north side.  It didn't matter.  Toby wanted to wander towards the south side gate.  Naturally the cattle in the south pasture now saw us and most came to the fence and towards the gate also.  As I shooed the calves away and opened the gate the south neighbor's horses came up to the fence.  That got Toby excited and he began to jump up and down and shake his head.  The horses ran off but now Toby was away from the gate I wanted him to go through.  A little more time - to let him calm down - and a little coaxing and Toby came through the gate into the south pasture.  Fortunately he wasn't in the hayfield long enough to overeat the alfalfa and bloat.

Toby then wandered back to the north side gate but it was closed.  I also had the gate to the middle pasture closed.  He began to rub against the weak post and in 15 minutes knocked it over and went into the middle pasture so he could be closer to call out to Mama and Diamond.


*sigh*   Whatever.  I have more irrigation prep to complete.  As I had bought one 40 foot aluminum pipe last year I now had two extra 20 foot steel pipe sections.  The river bends along the property and the middle pasture goes a little further west than the south pasture.  When I irrigate I ended up pivoting the pipes from the last valve to reach all of the middle pasture.  Moving the two pipes down there should eliminate or at least reduce the need the pivot the middle pasture sprinkler line.

I thought adding the two pieces of pipe would not take long or much effort.  How wrong I was!

First I had to enlarge the exit hole in the shed for the pipe's new position.



Because I was short two pipes when I redid the irrigation mainline years ago I angled the pipes from the irrigation shed to the fence line.  Now that I added two pipes I straightened the line from the shed to the fence.  The angled line - now straight - went into the middle pasture.

I added the short fence so the cattle wouldn't kick and move the pipe when they walked down to the river.

When I had angled the line I redid the short pipe that exited the pump as that old pipe was backward.  That, and another custom made pipe, caused the length to be longer.  I removed the 10 foot custom pipe but I was still off a little bit.  A tree and its side root was in the way of extending the mainline.  If I instead removed a 20 foot section another tree was in the way.  So I went back to removing the 10 foot pipe and humped the mainline over the side root.

As you can see below I had to slowly angle the mainline away from the fence.


Steel doesn't bend like aluminum pipes do.  I had taken a number of pipes apart to help the move.  One gasket tore and I had to walk back home to get another one - a 15 - 20 minute round trip walk.  When I put the pipes back together, the pipe that had torn its gasket wouldn't fit back together, even if I used a sledgehammer to help fit the pipes together tight.  Apart.  Together. Apart.  Together.  Over and over.  The pipe would not fit back together completely so I could re-hook it.  After numerous attempts the new gasket tore.  Before I walked back home again I took a gasket from another pipe.  Now the pipes fit together completely and I didn't even have to use a sledgehammer.  Identical gaskets.  Go figure.

The other problem was the corner pipe.  Because of the angled mainline I had a custom corner pipe made from the old crappy corner pipe.  The new corner pipe was at a 110 degree angle.  I now needed a 90 degree angle.  I could fit the 110 angle pipe into the other pipes.  But after I started irrigation and got to full pressure one end of the corner pipe wanted to slip out, even with the metal stakes I had placed in the ground to support the corner pipe. The corner pipe leaked terribly.


I ended up calling Myron, the irrigation guy, and he had a short used 90 degree corner pipe for $25.  Or a long 90 degree corner pipe - new - for $80.  I tried the short corner pipe.  It had a better hook and latch than my old corner pipe so I didn't stake the pipe.  I did replace the hook with a shorter hook that I had.  All the pipes have 9/16 size bolts and nuts.  The hook bolt was 9/16 but the nut was an odd nut.  Once again I had to walk back to the house and get another wrench.  I brought a 5/8 wrench and a crescent wrench.  Even the 5/8 wrench wasn't the size of this odd bolt.  Fortunately I had also brought a crescent wrench.

Under full pressure the corner pipe stayed hooked but it tilted.  Therefore it leaked.  A lot.  I tried pushing on the corner pipe.  I wiggled the connecting pipes.  One connecting pipe was held together with wire as the half shell clamp would not work.  And I couldn't fit a collar on as you can see below.  The metal band that holds the half shell clamp was in the way on this pipe.  Well.. when I wiggled this pipe to try to stop the corner pipe leak the pressure was too much for the wire and it broke in two and the pipes separated and the water rushed out.

That was it for that day.  It was getting late.  Nothing was going right.  It was for the best to take a break.


The next day I used a hacksaw to cut off the metal band.  The band was welded to the pipe on each side where the "loop out" is located to hold the half shell clamp.  I got one side cut.  I decided to cut faster on the other side and quickly broke the hacksaw blade.  *sigh*  I figured I could use the broken blade to finish the cut in the time it would take me to walk back home to get another blade.  Nope, it ended up taking longer to cut the band off.

With the band off I could position the collar and hook.  Now the pipes hold together under full pressure.



I redid the corner pipe's hook.   The hook's collar is two bolts.  I removed the front bolt holding the hook and moved the hook to the back bolt.  This made the connection tighter.  Because the pipe was a corner pipe one can't adjust the position of the collar as the collar needs to be loose in case the pipe goes left or right.  And being so short there was no room to move the collar along the pipe.  I also put four metal stakes around the corner pipe.  Nothing moved and no more leaks when under full water pressure.



The other major problem I had when I tried to start my irrigation pump was that I couldn't get prime.  I pumped and pumped the priming pump and I wasn't filling the intake pipe.  Not only wasn't I filling the pipe there was really no water in the pipe.  The foot valve wasn't working.  I just bought that thing three or four years ago.  It should work.

Photos below show the parts of the foot valve.

http://valveproducts.net/foot-valve/4-basic-parts-of-a-foot-valve

The bottom part is the 'flapper' or disc of the foot valve.  As you can see it is misshapen.  It appears to be made of leather.  I take the foot valve out of the water each year so it doesn't get damaged when the river freezes.  I think the leather shrunk.

I tested the foot valve and it wouldn't hold water even though the flapper completely covered the opening of the seat (the metal ring) that flapper sits on.





I even put putty around the seat in case it leaked water there.  Still leaked.


So with my neighbor Curtis's help we made a new flapper out of some rubber he had.  We made the new flapper large enough that it covered the edge of the metal cage, and when bolting the cage to the unit the bolts went through the outside of the flapper to hold it in place.


It still leaked.

I still had my old foot valve.  I tested it and it held water and did not leak.   I also liked the design better.  The flapper was of a solid material and flapped back, and not up, to open and let water in.  The flapper did not get in the way of the water flow.

The old foot valve had been in the river (79?) years and the valve has corroded and bonded to the short piece of aluminum pipe screwed into the foot valve.  Curtis and I had tried multiple ways to unscrew the pipe from the foot valve: oiling, heating, pounding, sometimes all three at once and we couldn't budge the pipe from the foot valve.  


So I bought a plastic piece to screw onto my PVC pipe's screw-on connector.  It cost me $3.61 and I gave the millennial or Gen Z female cashier at Home Depot $5.01.  The extra penny confused her and she gave it back to me.  I told her I didn't want pennies in change but she had already entered $5.00 in her cash register.  So I said take the penny and add it to the .39 cent change and give me .40 cents back.  She froze.  Apparently she couldn't add 1 and 39 to get 40.  I was getting frustrated as she wasn't doing anything other than trying to count on her fingers.  Another older cashier supervisor came walking over and my cashier then quickly gave me my change.  The next day I looked and she had given me a quarter and two dimes.  .45 cents.   These young kids these days can't add worth a darn.

Curtis has a lathe and the next morning he trimmed the new screw-on plastic piece so it could fit inside the short piece of aluminum pipe that we could not unscrew from the foot valve. We glued it.  I drilled and put a couple of screws from the plastic piece into the pipe in case the glue failed.  I didn't want the foot valve to slip off and getting washed down the river.   Success!  (As you can see in the above photo.)  I then was able to screw the foot valve on to the PVC pipe below.


Now that I fixed the foot valve I primed the pump with water.  I pumped and pumped and pumped.  It seemed like it was taking too long.  I checked the intake pipe by thumping it and there was water in the pipe.  I pumped and pumped and pumped the priming pump some more.   I must have pumped for over a half hour.  Finally I filled the intake pipe and started the pump.   Immediately water sprayed from the priming pump's shutoff valve.   The water quit spraying when I closed the valve.

Okay.... I can deal with this later when I shut the pump off.   I then ran into my previously described problem with the 90 degree elbow and had to shut the pump off.  After I fixed the elbow problem I decided I would continue to delay fixing the shutoff valve leak.  However the next time I started the pump, closing the shutoff valve did not stop the leak.

*sigh*

The intake pipe was still full.  I unscrewed and took off the priming pump and shutoff valve, used a pan to top off the water in the intake pipe, put a plug in the pipe and started the pump.  I ran into another one of my previously described elbow / pipe separation problems.

The next day when I made my final fix to the elbow I also found another shutoff valve.  The broken shutoff valve was 1 inch in size.  All I had were 1/2 inch shutoff valves.  But dad had lots of miscellaneous pipes and connections.  I barely cobbled together a reduction from 1 inch size to a 1/2 inch then back to a 1 inch size.

It worked and I was able to use the priming pump to top off the intake pipe and start the pump.

Looking at the broken shutoff valve my guess is that I had left the valve closed over Winter.  There must have been water in the valve and when it froze it expanded and split the valve.


Cobbled together pieces to make a 1/2 inch valve work.

So now I am moving pipes twice a day.  I start before 8 am and 8 pm.  Depending on the pipe configuration it takes me 1 hour and 45 minutes each time to over two hours.  The 8 am move is before I normally wake.  But I wake up naturally, move the pipes and go back to sleep until I get my 8+ hours of sleep before I wake up naturally again.  Not ideal as it messes up my day, but I get the pipes moved.

The first morning I went back to sleep and slept from 9:30 am to 1:30 pm.  4 hours!  I woke up exhausted as I had the craziest dream.  I dreamt I saw one of my cows run and jump my south fence like it was show jumping horse.  As I went to the fence the southern neighbor was my real life northern neighbor Calvin and his wife.  The land went uphill and there were a lot of trees.  There were lots of fenced pastures and holding pens and small buildings among the trees.  They told me all my cattle had escaped from my pasture into their pasture but they had rounded up most of the cattle and sent them back to my pasture.  Five or six of my cattle remained missing and I went to look for them among their various pastures.

In one holding pen with a loafing shed I found three of my calves among their animals.  I tried to herd just my calves out of the holding pen but one of their animals slipped through the gate with my calf.  They I realized the other animals were monkeys.  I had a devil of a time getting the monkey back into the holding pen and my calf out.  Finally I got the monkey in and my calf out.

Then Calvin had two teenage boys who came to help with my the other two calves.  We had to each carry a calf.  We walked through various fields with small fences and gates.  Then it was a walk downhill to my pasture.  I had a choice of wooden stairs or walking on the hill next to the stairs.  I took the stairs but with the wiggling calf I fell at the bottom of the stairs.  Someone was at the gate to my pasture and opened it and I chased the calf inside.

Then someone said we should take a car and drive around looking for the last of my escaped cows.  A group of us in the car drove on a paved winding road with lots of houses on each side of the road.  I realized I couldn't see the backyards of the houses and that must be where my missing cows were.  When we got to an intersection where two roads came together I got out of the car.

Then I woke up.  I was exhausted.  I don't need active dreams like this when I'm getting more than the usual amount of exercise by moving the irrigation pipes.





It is not my choice to place the sprinkler so close to the cherry tree but I am limited in pipe placement.


Part of my mainline pipe lies along the south/middle pasture fence and does not get moved as you can see ants have built a mound over the pipe.


Saturday, July 27, 2019

Bull back in NE pasture

I am trying once again to have Toby the bull in the NE pasture.  Each day, multiple times, he hangs around the middle pasture gate mooing for Mama and Diamond. It is getting annoying.  Last night I have moved one sprinkler line to run south of the barn, making the line shorter.   So the pipes don't get too much pressure I decided to also run four pipes off a valve in the middle pasture.  Toby was near the middle pasture gate as I moved pipes.  I moved two pipes.  As I walked back to get the other two pipes at the gate I saw Toby starting to walk towards me.  (I try to always keep an eye on Toby when in the same area as him.)   Then Toby began to get excited.  He put his head down and started to hop up and down as he moved towards me.  I yelled and waved my arms and he stopped hopping up and down.  Before he could start back up I ran to the gate and up and over it.  Toby followed.  He rubbed his head on the gate and then on the railroad tie the gate was chained to.  He is getting frustrated he can't get to Mama and Diamond.  I had to drag the pipes through the hayfield to get around Toby.

Today I put some of the temporary corral panels along the fence where Toby had broken through before.  I had one other area where the fence boards are on the 'wrong' side of the fence.  I put a couple of corral panels against the fence there.

Toby was the middle pasture gate yet again this afternoon and I let him through the gate.  He immediately went to the corral.  Mama saw him coming and she came to the corral gate.  After moving Mama back from the gate multiple times I was able to get Toby through the gate.  He immediately went to 'checking' Mama.  For the first hour he constantly accompanied Mama around the corral and NE pasture.

Mama should not be coming into heat yet.  Apparently cows will come into heat 50 to 60 days after having a calf, and I read for beef cows it can be 45 to 55 days.  Also, if the cow is exposed to a bull the number of days can be up to ten days shorter.  So, a minimum of 35 days if all conditions are right.  Mama gave birth July 1.  So the earliest date Mama would come into heat would be August 4.

Hopefully Toby being with Mama and Diamond settles him down.  I have closed the driveway gate to the road in case he does get ancy and breaks a fence again.

Mama and Toby


Temporary corral panel fence fix

Monday, July 22, 2019

Bull breakout

Diamond still has not had her calf.  So she and Mama and her calf are still in the coral and NE pasture.  I think Toby has bred all the cows and heifers in the pasture with him.  So he goes and calls several times a day to Mama and Diamond.  To make matters more annoying is that he knocked over the end fence posts to the middle/south pastures gates.  So Toby can walk to the middle/north pastures gate to stand and bellow to Mama and Diamond.


I am busy trying to get my irrigation going - and having problems - so I haven't time to fix these posts.  Yesterday, late afternoon, Toby was again standing at the middle/north pastures gate.  The rest of the cows were in the south pasture to the far south end.  I decided to let Toby into the north pasture and then to the corral.  I figured he has bred the cows and heifers and I would let him check Mama and Diamond out to see they don't need his 'loving' right now.  Maybe then he would stop his bellowing to them.

When I opened the gate and Toby walked through, the cows way in the south must have seen as they came stampeding across the south and middle pastures to the middle/north pastures gate.  They got there and then started to bellow to demand that I re-open the gate so they too could be let into the north pasture.

Before Toby could get to the corral gate he found leftover hay I had cleaned from the haybine last week just outside the corral.  I had to wait for him to eat it.  By now Mama noticed the ruckus and came into the corral from the NE pasture.  Then Diamond came.  Once Toby finished eating the leftover hay it was a hassle to get him through the gate and into the corral and not to let Mama, her calf, and Diamond out.

Toby checked Mama and Diamond out, the herd quit bellowing, and things settled down.

This morning I went for a short bicycle ride.  When I returned I discovered Diamond, Mama, her calf and Toby were in the yard.  I shut the gates to the road and went back and shut the small gate to the hayfield that the cattle somehow missed seeing open.  Toby must have scratched on the fence between the toolshed and garage, and being a weak fence (it is on the fence to-do list - just now a higher priority) with boards on the 'wrong' side of the fence and therefore can be pushed out, and Toby pushed several boards off the fence.


Diamond was near the house and I was able to herd her through the gate by the garage.  Once she realized what happened I had the gate shut.  So she ran to where they had broken through the fence but I had already had nailed the boards back on and placed a few steel posts to brace the fence.  Diamond wasn't happy.


Mama's calf was all excited and running like the wind all over the back yard.  Mama has calmed down a lot of being over protective of her calf and I was able to herd both of them into the corral.  By now Diamond had run around and came into the corral so she could try to get back into the back yard.


Toby was in the back yard, and after Mama and her calf went into the corral, he ambled over to the gate.  But he stood there and did not want to go into the corral.  Even whapping him lightly on the head with my sorting stick didn't faze him and he turned and walked back into the yard.   Then Mama's calf ran like the wind through the partially open corral gate and back into the back yard.

*Argh!*

I ran after the calf, and Mama seeing me run after her calf then came running from the corral towards us - and me!  Fortunately I got the calf turned around and she ran back to Mama who then stopped coming after me.  I got them, and now also Diamond again, back into the corral and closed the gate.

I decided to let Toby eat for the time being and would try getting him back into the corral later.  The grass in the yard is better than the pasture.  I hadn't had time to mow it since I had the heifers eat it down, and the grass is green, young, tender and tasty.


I would be fine with these cattle eating the grass back down except that I had de-cattle proofed half the yard.  For example, the walnut trees are not protected and the cattle love those leaves and would eat the entire amount of leaves.  So I stayed and watched Toby.  So did Mama, her calf, and Diamond.  They all stood at the corral gate to watch.  So I opened the gate to the south corral and put the three in there and shut the gate.  Then I could leave the main corral gate open.  Toby walked all over the yard.  When he wanted to check out the small walnut tree I rapidly waved the sorting stick in the air and then hit the ground in front of him several times.  He backed off and went elsewhere.  Finally he walked to the corral gate and I encouraged him to keeping walking into the corral.

From there I let him out to the north pasture.  He walked over to rest by the corral fence and I wanted him to go through the gate to the middle pasture so he could then go to the south pasture to re-join the herd. He stood there and chewed his cud.  First Red saw and she came to the middle/north pastures gate, then rest of the herd came.  Once ther herd was there Toby slowly ambled to the gate, and then s-l-o-w-l-y ambled through the gate to re-join the herd.

*sigh*  I have irrigation to fix and I didn't need to spend all this time on the cattle.  But, that's the way life is sometimes.

Here is Toby in the evening as I was working on fixing the broken fence posts to the south/middle pastures, as I was at an impass until tomorrow on the irrigation fix.


Saturday, July 20, 2019

10 percent chance

Yesterday Donna baled the rest of her hay.  Her daughter and son-in-law aren't coming back to get the hay until tomorrow or the next day.  The weather forecast only had a 10 percent chance of rain today.  Usually that means no rain.  This afternoon two large blue clouds were forming.  So I went down and we gathered the 45 hay bales and put them in her hayshed. She drove the tractor and I tossed the bales on the trailer.  As I put the last hay bale in the shed it began to rain.   After that rain cloud passed another formed and came.  I believe the official total was three hundreds of an inch of rain.  Not a bale soaker, but enough rain that one doesn't want their bales to get wet.

We are missing out on the hot weather.  Highs in the 70s.  Cold nights.  The low several mornings ago was 37.  This morning's low was 36.  Feels more like September than July.

Thursday, July 18, 2019

Canned cherries

Donna's friend Mabel has a large cherry tree whose cherries were ripe and the birds were starting to eat.  So we all picked cherries off the tree.  The tree was tall and I had to climb up in the tree to reach those cherries.   We had many more cherries than we could eat so Donna canned much of what we picked, even though she is busy baling her hay with her newly bought - but needed to be tuned - hay baler.

The cherries are yellow to red/yellow.  They look to be Rainer cherries. (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainier_cherry)


Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Fence 2 rebuild by the river

Last week I rebuilt another short section of fence near the river.  The river erodes and deposits.  The last fence rebuild a few weeks ago was because the area between the fence and river enlarged which encouraged the cattle to go over the fence.   This latest section is near an area that had very slowly eroded.  After ten or more years a few fence posts were starting to lean over.  So I moved that part of the fence back from the river, hopefully not so far that the cattle try to break through, and rebuilt the rest of the fence and added an extra strand of barb wire.  The old fence posts were a combination of wood and steel posts.  I replaced the wood posts with steel posts, now that I have some extra steel posts from my fence rebuilds earlier this year.



I have a shrub/bush/tree growing near here that I had planted some years ago.  As you can see I had to protect it from the cattle.  Looks like I will have to add 'enlarging the protection' to my to-do list.



This should be it for fence rebuilding for a while.  I have other projects I need to work on.

Monday, July 15, 2019

More hay baling

Saturday afternoon I cut Donna's field.  Then early evening I cut Calvin's field.  The guy who bought John's house earlier asked me about cutting his field.  But he was never home when I tried to contact him last week and over the weekend.  So I gave up and cleaned my haybine this afternoon and put it away.

Then I raked Calvin's field.  Then late afternoon/evening I baled the hay as it was dry.  Last year I got 6 1/2 bales from the field.  This year I got 2 1/2 bales.   The amount was 38.5% of last year's total.  I thought Donna's field looked lighter than last year when I cut it.  I had guessed 50% of normal.  John's field also looks lighter.   Much different than my hayfield which was way higher than last year.  Newly planted field, irrigation last year making sure there was no moisture deficit as the last half of last year was drier than normal, and fertilizer made a difference.

Since I had a half bale I decided to bale the loose hay I had accumulated when moving the bales.   I had almost a half bale worth of loose hay.

Loose hay in the barn.  I also had a small amount of loose hay in the hayshed.

I would have had a fully complete bale but the process of forking the loose hay into the baler of previously baled hay resulted in lots of chaff.   I put it in the barn as the cattle love eating it.

Residue from baling the loose hay

It was getting dark by the time I put the three bales in the hayshed, as Mama, her calf, and Diamond were elsewhere in the pasture eating grass.  Just as I finished it began to sprinkle rain lightly.  Fortunately it didn't last long.  Donna plans to bale her hay with her new baler tomorrow with help from her daughter and son-in-law and the last thing she needs is rain.

I'll clean my baler tomorrow and put it away.


This morning the bull, 10 cows, Red's calf and Panda's calf crossed the river and went to the south pasture.  By afternoon half the cows were complaining and wanting their calves to drink and drain their full udders.  So I went out and opened the gate to let them back into the middle pasture.  All went except Red and her calf who wanted to lay in the shade under a tree and chew their cuds.

Saturday, July 13, 2019

Cattle into middle pasture photos

Since I talked about cattle in my last blog post, I thought I would share a few photos from Thursday when I let the cattle into the middle pasture.

Speckles' calf in the north pasture

Like father, like son

The gate is open.  Toby eats at the gate as the other cattle come.

Coming through the gate

Beulah

Toby still at the gate

Toby now bringing up the rear.

Calves in the middle pasture

Speckles' calf in the middle pasture

This evening, after I finished cutting Calvin's field with my haybine, I saw that some cattle were in the south pasture. *sigh*  The cattle always are testing the boundaries.  At the gate were Red, Toby and someone's calf.  Red wanted back into the middle pasture so her calf could drink milk.  Further off were Little Red (naturally) and a black heifer or cow.  I left them there and did not come back to the gate when Little Red came to it later.   I checked the fence, especially the new section I had just rebuilt.  I was concerned that Red or Little Red had convinced Toby to wreck the rebuilt fence so they could get back through. The fence was fine.  But it appeared the cattle crossed the river to a gravel bar (where I could see hoof prints), walked along, then re-crossed the river south of the fence to get to the south pasture. *sigh* 

Friday, July 12, 2019

Bicycle guests

Yesterday I stopped and talked to two long distance bicyclists who were taking a break a short distance down the road from my ranch.   They are riding the Great Divide Mountain Bike Route.  They are from Florida but for this trip they are riding from the route's start in Alberta, Canada with the goal of making it to Colorado.

Adventure Cycling's Great Divide Mountain Bike Route  (web site has a nice 5 minute video)

Wikipedia's Great Divide Mountain Bike Route

Great Divide Mountain Bike Route 2018 GDMBR (part 3) Montana  This video starts in southern Montana and travels north.

This website has a map: https://bikepacking.com/event/tour-divide-2019/

Eli and G (You know me and my bad remembering of people's names I've forgotten her unusual and interesting name) were planning to meet up in south Kalispell with a friend of Eli's who was hitchhiking from Missoula to Glacier Park.  As we talked Eli got a text that his friend's ride took him all the way to Columbia Falls, past where we were presently located.   With no fixed place to camp that night, I let them set up their tent and sleep on my front lawn.

We talked late into the night.  Eli and G are taking the ride casual and experiencing the sights and people and not making a race of it.  So they slept in during the morning.  Before they left they were interested in seeing my cattle so I took them out to the middle pasture where the herd was located.

Being curious many of the cattle came over to check them out.  First were some of the heifers, then the calves and then a few cows.  Eventually Toby the bull came over and sniffed Eli.  I got a few photos of Little Red, the heifer.  I neglected to take a photo of Toby as I was keeping an eye on him.  But as usual he was chill and behaved.


Many of the cattle were curious about Eli's sandals.  And, yes, Eli got to experience stepping in fresh manure.



They were heading to Bigfork and beyond so I made them a crude map for them to take less traveled backroads and avoid Hwy 2 and Hwy 35.

On the road a quarter after 1 pm