I decided since we had started all ready to keep going and do our gather. The only thing I was concerned about was the country that we were going in was fairly rough and in slick conditions can be dangerous. You know the flatlands of Eastern Montana, or so some people think. We kept riding all the way to the end of the pasture, about 8 miles from where we unloaded the horses, and finally come across some cattle. They were hanging in an area where part of last years massive 35,000 acre fire happened. Luckily I only lost about 1000 acres which made me luckier than others. Finally got some cattle together and started moving them towards home. Even through our slickers we were pretty wet by the time we were done and my poor hat must have weighed 15 pounds it had soaked up so much water. But again I will say, IT WAS WONDERFUL!!!
Probably the best thing I saw all day, and the rarest was this:
This was taken in the morning before we ever left the house. It's pretty rare to see a rainbow in the morning in the western sky around here. It was beautiful.
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
William Wordsworth
Sam's Dear Wife - mud - after a while I just surrender to it. You have a trek that I don't envy! And with gas prices - even scarier.
At least Sam had to suffer in the rain a little, too. That bus meeting really puts a crimp in your days, doesn't it? Thinking about that makes me appreciate the bus that came right to the corner of the roads near our house.
Frosty here this morning.