We moved the heifer pairs from the creek bottom around Grampa's house to Broken Leg. It was a fair challenge as it was hotter 'n hell even though we started at 6. It probably had something to do with having 5 children between the ages of 9 and 14. But even Clint agreed they really tried hard and we were eventually successful--well, we did leave at least one calf and one pair, but from the way it looked a couple of times, that's a minor miss! Here's Chance, Clint, Joe, and Dick from left to right riding east on the way home. Here caught on film is EXACTLY the reason that Blake got bucked off Perkin--Ashley's inability to control her horse. She tries, but all too often her try isn't enough, so when she rode her big Thoroughbred practically on top of my pesky horse Perkin, he bucked, and little miss Blake went off, hurting her knee and her pride. Naturally, I was not there--95% of the wrecks happen when I'm not there. My specialty is SAFETY, and I industriously and enthusiastically accomplish that with great volume, as all of you know.
Here's a nice picture of all of the crew except the photographer. Left to right: Blake, Clint, Chance, Dick, Joe, Brandy, Vashti, & Ashley.
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