Saturday, March 29, 2008

Weekly Ranch Roundup


Well, not actually a "roundup", like gathering together cattle or horses or something. Just a quick summary of the events around the ranch for the last week or so.

A mix of weather with on again off again snow on some days. I think the total for the week might add up to less than three inches, but the switch over into warm spring days has not happened. No major projects were started. Just some minor relocation of a couple of gate panels and enjoying the spring break period before the real work resumes.

I continued my running training with a consistent four-miler every other day. I'm mixing in an indoor cycle workout on the non-run days. This will soon change to be an outdoor event (I hope). I haven't been much of a biker the last four years. Pretty amazing considering I was a regular bicycle commuter/recreational tourer and logged 3000 to 5000 miles a year for 25+ years. The move to being 'rancher-dan' changed my routine quite a bit. But, I hope to return to a more consistent and longer bike touring workout this summer. That, combined with the marathon training, ranch work, horse riding, and general tasks should make for a great time.

Well, the sun is shining again after an hour or so of snow squalls. Time to check on the animals again and get something done today.

For a video summary of the Weekly Ranch Roundup, just click the embedded link.

Monday, March 24, 2008

A Block of Time Goes By

Well the last several days (week plus) have gone by quickly. A couple of milestone events happened. Actual spring time began. The yard was raked (in a combination of sunny skies and snow squalls). Horse riding began for the year with a ride every day for six days in a row. And, last but not least, our 23rd wedding anniversary took place. It was a good week and then some.

March does seem to be the time of quite a number of anniversary events ... some good, like the above, and others, remembered for their time of sadness. My dad and my mom both died in March (1991 and 1996). My wife's dad died in March (197x ... before my time with her). Also, one of my co-workers died suddenly in March (back in 1994). Maybe March is a tough month since it is normally the transition month between winter and the new life spring brings?


Not much has happened on the new project area. So, most days are just the normal ranch routine. A not so common event during one of the daily walks this week was the sighting of a moose. He/she was lying just outside of the fence-line area one morning. I took a good number of pictures of him/her and posted a video on YouTube. He/she was browsing the area for a bit of time because after the morning walk sighting we came back to the house and did a number of regular morning projects. I went out at mid-day again and was able to get a number of new photos of him/her (still couldn't tell for sure, even with a closer look). One of the neighbors says it's a young bull. We'll see if it hangs around and try to get a closer look again sometime.

So ... just another several days at the ranch! (Click to view video log)

Friday, March 14, 2008

Spring Pasture Move


Well, this week, I moved the horses from the Winter Pasture to the Spring Pasture. The day I moved them, it was a little windy and a combination of the sounds of the creek flowing, tarps that cover the gravel pile, and the flag blowing in the wind only got the attention of Orpheus. The rest just walked up the driveway like it was another day at the ranch. In fact, when I went to get the 4th of the six, the last two, Corrie and Goldstar, followed through the gates and walked along with Harmony and me. Corrie walked over onto the lawn area for just a moment while I opened the paddock gate, but walked right in once it was open. It was a good move to the spring area. There was a bit of snow still in the pasture for the first day and overnight, but the temperatures have been mild enough that the snowline has almost moved all the way down to the summer pasture fenceline already.

No other major activities have taken place yet this outdoor season. Still a little blustery out there today with a snowfall of about 0.7" overnight -- but now already totally melted.

I did start my outdoor running season with two 3-mile out-and-back jogs up the blacktop. It was nice to be running outside again after a couple of months of treadmill workouts. I officially entered Grandma's Marathon that takes place in June in Duluth, Minnesota. This will be my 36th marathon and it's probably the 20th time I've run Grandma's. (I'll need to check my marathon log to verify this). I am still favoring a swollen right ankle that had some tendonitis show up in it last June. Maybe it's a chronic thing I'll just have to deal with until a real fix is done.

I plan to be a little better about following up my running workouts with biking treks this training period. Last year, I did try to do a biking of the running route after getting back from the run a couple of times, so I'll probably expand on that this year. But, mostly, I need to expand the biking sessions a bit, since I only consider the training benefit of biking to be about 1/2 of a running workout.

Another activity I'll do more of this season is increased horse riding. Last year, I only started riding in August. So, now that everyone at the ranch is fit again, I'll probably do more in the near term rather than waiting until so far into the summer.

So, in any case, spring is almost here, and the outdoor activities are beginning.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

The Spring Arrives Month

A View from the Deck

Spring is arriving slowly at the ranch, but day by day, changes are apparent. The driveway is all the way back to gravel, and it is almost time to move the horses to the spring pasture. The winter pasture has become tramped down to a mixture of hay droppings and some ice. Since the slope of the land in the area I call the spring pasture provides a faster melt-off, it won't be long before the snow disappears completely from it. The deer have already made an appearance on the Glazier slope, a big hill area just north of the ranch, with upward of 20 grazing during most late afternoons. The total snow pack is reduced with 3 to 4 inches in the sunny areas but still a depth of 10-15" in areas where the sun has little impact.

Deer grazing on the hill
It is just about time to start some outdoor projects. But, the last few days, I have been bringing a box of photo albums a day into the house from the arena/workshop storage area. These albums include many photographs that were packed up more than 10 years ago when mom died and stuff was packed up from her place. (Since I had a pickup truck, I ended up hauling most of the boxes). I'll probably start scanning pictures and putting them into some kind of order. Right now, like most things that are gathered over time, some albums have a combination of 60 year old images combined with more recent (12 year old) photos. It'll be a project.

So, get the indoor things done now, soon it will be outside for almost the full day.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Days Go By

Sunrise over frozen Boorman Creek pond
Well, I haven't exactly done a daily entry afterall. Most of the week has gone by again since last time. It has been a nice week both in terms of weather and in terms of tasks completed. Except for this morning, each day has been a blue sky clear day. Some snow melting but mostly changed back to ice in the morning.

A major emotional fear was overcome with the taking of a couple of horses to the vet ... And their safe return to the ranch. All of the horses get an annual floating of their teeth. This removes sharp points that might have developed over the year. Yesterday, both Goldstar and Corrie were taken. After the procedure was done, they returned to the ranch upright and healthy! (Goldstar, a 20 year old gelding and actually a retired horse that we keep here for a friend, had some issues with itching that turned out to be horse lice. He will need some treatments to cure the problem. Also, he might have Cushing's Syndrome. In any case, some follow-up will be required for him.) Corrie was fine and weighed in at a healthy 1507 pounds. (Maybe even just a bit TOO HEALTHY ... so, I'll have to start working with her soon to trim her back to riding weight).




Not much else new at the ranch. 'Just Another Day'.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Another Day at the Ranch

It's looking like pretty much just a normal day at 'The Ranch'. So, you might be asking, just what does that mean, anyway?



Some definitions:

The Ranch : Approximately 45 acre horse ranch in NW Montana : ranch house, workshop old arena building (48 x 90 arena area, 48 x 30 workshop/tool room), new barn and indoor arena complex : barn 48 x 60 attached to 80 x 200 indoor arena, old barn, 5 outdoor horse shelters, and various and assorted machinery.



The Animals (for 'Animal Check' purposes): Seven horses, 4 dogs, 4 cats, random wildlife.



My wife and I are the major players at the ranch, so as you read through these paragraphs, you can assume that the tasks are shared as time permits. Sometimes, the tasks are performed solo (during separate vacations, sickness or injury recovery, etc.), but most of the time, we each share equally in "the chores".

Well, since I'm retired now, I get to just be 'a rancher'. I can usually sleep in until it gets light. (Winter, that means 'til about 7:30 AM or so; in summer, that might be as early as between 6:00 and 6:30, depending on my morning energy level). The first step after the morning get up routine is to go out for the first 'Animal Check" of the day. This means doing a walk through the workshop where the 'outdoor' cats are and checking their water and food levels. Right now, there is an extra horse that is staying at the ranch. So, I mix her morning grain bin and get some flakes of hay/alfalfa to feed her. After that, it is a walk out to the 'winter pasture'.

Depending on the season, the horses are rotated through four different pasture areas. From about the middle of November through most of February, they are kept in the winter pasture area. It is a bit further from the ranch house and has some trees and hillside for the horses to enjoy. At the first part of using the pasture, there is some grass for grazing and little feeding is needed. After a bit of snowfall, the pasture grass is not as available (and usually chewed down) so the morning feeding there is about a bale of hay. The feeding time gives an opportunity to check the condition of each of the horses. Currently, there are six (two mares, and four geldings) in the winter pasture. After this morning feeding. Us ranchers and the dogs, come back to the house for our feeding.

After breakfast, the routine for the winter is just to read the newspaper or browse the internet for current events and e-mail checking. Sometimes a morning walk with the dogs will take place before the breakfast period. It depends on how cold it is and the weather conditions.

So ... after the morning rest and relaxation period, a mid-day trip back out to the horses is done. Again, like the morning animal check, the horses are fed and looked over to see if any of them need some kind of special care. Usually not, it just ends up being a time to talk to them and see them all up close again.

Chores around the ranch are somewhat seasonal. Normally, during the summer months, the paddock and corral areas are cleaned up (manure pickup) in the morning. During the winter, this usually takes place after the mid-day feeding. A trailer or sled is used to collect up everything and drop it off at a manure pile. (This is later spread back out into the pastures to act as a fertilizer. Just letting it out in the pastures and paddocks was tried for awhile, but breaking it up required multiple passes with the harrow, so, collecting and having it compost for awhile is the current procedure followed here at the ranch).

Ranch projects are done as required and include fixing fences, adding or changing fence lines, and other various and assorted tasks (fixing and maintaining buildings, machines, and stuff). These projects can take up a good deal of the time and are normally what 'ranching' is all about.

Another major day-to-day activity is staying in condition. When there are major ranch projects going on, the training activity is the actual chore. I'm also a marathon runner (I usually do an annual marathon or two. One in June and usually another in September). So, during the "training" period (three or so months) prior to the marathon, a daily run is done. This section might be a topic for an entire blog entry at a later time. The full road-work training will begin soon, but for right now the training activity is a alternating day treadmill run swapped with an exercise bike workout. Normally I throw in a set of situps and pushups as part of one of the other workouts.

The day continues and will vary depending on whether the horses are also getting a workout or training session for a particular day. This again is a bit seasonal and depending on temperatures, snow or ice conditions, and just time involved for other projects, the horse riding and training can be a big time use factor on some days and not much on other days.

Evening at the ranch sees a return to the ranch house if outdoor activities were done as the primary tasks during the day. This normally involves a pizza baking, and just some evening relaxation. This might be some random TV watching or a DVD movie and just a time to wind-down the day.

Jonah at last animal check feeding
Lastly, a final animal check is done. This is normally done around 10:00 pm. Since it is dark in the winter period, it means 'headlights' or other flashlights for the trip out to the pasture to do the final feeding and check.


That's it! That's Another Day at the Ranch.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Kind of a Backward Blog

So, most of the time a blog shows the latest posting, and therefore, the newest information at the top. Since I am just starting this blogging process, I'm going to go back in time once in a while, and post 'historical' events. One of the most difficult things that has happened, just recently for me, is the sudden death of one of the horses at 'The Ranch'. His name was Quinn, and he would have been three on May 7, 2008. After what seemed like some routine vet trips, he died in the trailer on the way back to the ranch on February 1st, 2008. The paragraphs that follow are some of the thoughts I had as a result of his passing.



February 16th, 2008:

So, like I said, since the loss of Quinn, healing is taking place. The fact that I carry a camera strapped to my belt all of the time is probably pretty weird, but it did result in having a good starting point for a 'Tribute to Quinn' video and image summary. So now, a full 2-weeks later, I am still working on a summary DVD. The first 'final' cut (everything from May 7, 2005 through February 1, 2008) resulted in a 2-hour plus summary. (Five seconds for each still image and the additional video clips taking whatever time the actual video was). So, with a couple of more revisions, I'll finally have the tribute done. I'll probably put together just a YouTube version, too. Otherwise ... day to day life goes on ... each one is precious. Do your best!



February 13th, 2008:

Time has passed since the Quinn entry ... healing has taken place. Life goes on.

The weather here has been almost a real winter as opposed to what many call "wimpy winters". Our snow depth has been holding at between 10-14" since late December. This week has seen a change to milder days and some rain. As a result, the snow pack has been reduced to about 1/2 of what it was just a couple of days ago. Walking has become a slippery experience and the stable-icers were added to the daily footware to provide traction. There was a new snowfall of about 1" to 1 1/2" overnight to reduce the slipperyness, but the boot tracks turn to slush as I walk out to the field to feed the horses.

Life is good!



February 5th, 2008: Quinn Healing Update

Thank you to all who have commented ... and to those who may in the future.

Time is passing ... healing is taking place.





February 1st, 2008: Original Quinn entry


Quinn
(May 7, 2005 - February 1, 2008)

It is a sad day at the ranch today.
Quinn didn't come home.
A short, too short, life.

Just sadness fills my mind now.
I am not even really able to think too much.

I held him the day he was born.
He grew fast, and seemingly strong.
As tall as his mom already and just as calm.
Ready for a brushing anytime, just to be close.
Never mean, often fun.

So quickly gone.
So unexpected.
Too fast.
The sadness hurts deeply.

He was just a horse, after all.
Just a horse.
A horse.
Gone now.


Daniel 02/01/2008







RAINBOW BRIDGE

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed, are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together. But the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body begins to quiver.

Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.

The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...




Quinn Day One
Quinn Day One





Somewhere Over the Rainbow - By Connie Talbot





Historical LossesMom and Dad : 1938

Since the Quinn entry was related to a personal loss, I decided to go back through some old files I had created and pull together, in one place, my thoughts after some of the other major losses that have impacted me. This is not to say that other events were not important to me, but in some cases, what I might have felt at the time was not recorded on a computer file and I haven't gone back to my diaries yet to see what I may have written. These were readily available since I had posted them to another web-site some time ago.

The three events I will add are what I wrote after my dad, my mom, and another much loved pet passed away. The date at the bottom of each is the date the event happened and the date of the original writing.


DadDad and his car : 1938



...Oh, and Dad, I Love You

What do you think about when you're eighty-three?
"I'm just a worthless old man...
Why don't you just get a gun and shoot me!"
...Yes, these are things you think about when you're eighty-three.

But there was more to be said by those who loved you.
Some didn't get a chance to say good-bye.
Others really wanted to see you again.
But it was hard to see you getting older.
So, some things didn't get said.
And some didn't get to see your eyes one more time.

Because it was hard to see you getting older.

As a man grows older, each day leads to his final goal.
There are stops along the way.
Each one adds to life another day.
There are granite quarries, and motor-cycle stories.
Days add family and friends as you follow life's path.

And age...so it was hard to see you getting older.

I looked at you today and wanted to see your smile again.
I wanted to be able to hear you say,
"Hey, get me another beer!"
Or, "I'm really not very hungry."
Or even, "I'm just a worthless old man."
I wanted to look into your eyes and try to tell you
I understood what you had said.

Not long ago I felt your frustration as
You fought the straps that held your arms and hands.
I tried to explain that it was all to help you...
To make you better...to extend your life with us.
But for you, it was a bound you wanted untied.
And now the ties have been loosened.
You are free forever.

As a man grows older,
each day leads to his final goal.
You have reached your goal.
My last words to you were,
"Take care of yourself Dad!"
You said, "I always do".
Now, I understand too...
Oh, and Dad, I love you!

dml - March 20, 1991





MomMom



You Are My Mom

My source of strength, my life,
My every breath I owe to you.

You made me see, you made me hear,
You let me speak, you let me learn.
You never said I had to be like you,
And whatever I wanted you let me do.

If I made you happy you let me know,
And when I made you sad, you didn't let it show.
So many memories that I cannot list them.
But I'll have, forever, again and again.

I have no regrets, no words that weren't said.
Oh, maybe just a couple, as I search through my head.

But the life that you gave me will be here tomorrow.
And even though times may seem grim with my sorrow,
I'll remember your laugh, your fine smile, your deep care.
Which will help me with a strength that will always be there.
Then the sorrow will be calmed, the grim times will go.
Instead of darkness and sadness, life will continue and grow.

For you are the strength that I came from.
My reason for being, you are my Mom.

dml - March 3, 1996





GulliverGulliver



Gulliver
April 1979 - August 19, 1995

He was just a dog. And then some. Today we had to put him to sleep. I am very sad. As Patti said, "How could something so small, give so much joy and love."

It was true, he was small. As I lifted him from the tiny cardboard box we carried him home in and placed him into the wooden box that at one time was his biking box, I truly knew that he was dead. His head and legs just drooped, unsupported by life, and I rearranged his body in a typical Gulliver curl into his final resting place.

Patti came out soon afterward, and placed a couple of toys with him. She continued to pet him as I dug a small grave for him among the trees we had many years ago planted and called Patti, Dan, and Gulliver. He now rests there, nearest the Gulliver tree.

I expect memories of him will be with me for all my life. I hope so. Memories of a dog that could keep up with me when I ran six mile runs while getting ready to run a marathon. Memories of his ears flying straight back and him looking over, almost surely smiling, as he ran in the boulevard while I biked in the street. Memories of him curled comfortably, either on someone's lap, or just in a sunbeam. Memories of him lying on the deck at the cabin watching for chipmunks in the woodpile. Memories of Gulliver the wilderness dog. He liked the cabin site the best. I suppose it may have been best to take him to the cabin for a final burial. Maybe we'll move him there some day.

If sadness is any indication of how much love something gave to a person, I think Gulliver must have given love to the maximum. For I can just barely see these words as I write them through tear filled eyes.

dml – August 19, 1995