By Patty Wilber
Last week I wrote about gathering the moms and calves at the Red Cliff Ranch (click the link if you missed that one and want to see it) so that they could be branded, and this week will be the branding. Perhaps the title gave that away.
Up at a sunrise on Sunday, we retrieved a misplaced pair (a cow and a calf) from the heifer (young female cows) pasture and moved the two over the railroad tracks into the pasture with the rest of the moms. Lacey got up early to help. This was not her idea, but she didn’t complain too much.
Ok, this shot is cliche, but I still like it.
Then we had breakfast. (More) coffee, biscuits and gravy with sausage and bacon and green chile (we are in NM, after all). How very western! (Cue a deep slightly drawly voice-over “Up at dawn, the hard working cowboys and cowgirls on the Red Cliff Ranch move cattle before returning to a hearty breakfast at the bunkhouse.”)
I just made up the “bunkhouse” thing. We ate at Bill the Manager’s modern, totally normal, stucco (ok it’s “ranch-style”) house.
We all wondered how the heck we were going fork our horses when we were stuffed with biscuits, but we went ahead and waddled out to get them (I used LT this time).
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