I did not have time to mention this morning my attempt to herd wild horses on foot in a coat and tie. Well, I guess that about sums it up. Yesterday, when Dad was here, the gate to the main pasture got left open and two of the wild horses jumped the cattle guard (not much of a cattle guard, I suppose) and ended up in here. They’re not really hurting anything, but I’d rather not have to deal with them. So, I’m feeding horses this morning. Normally, when I work, I dress pretty nice. Anything that gives me an edge as a substitute will help. I had on my tweed coat, fedora, nice pants and a tie. I was also wearing my boots with my pants shoved into the tops. This is so I can feed, I put my regular shoes on when I get to where I am going. Anyway, I fed all the horses and these two wild ones are hanging around, so I figure I’d give them a go. I drive down the quarter mile or so to the double gates that are on the side of the road that give access to the main pasture and open them up. Then I drive back to the barn. The horses already start to move in the right direction so I follow. Now herding wild horses is a lot of luck and a little about knowing where to be. When you herd cows you herd them from a couple of feet to several yards away. Horses or more like 50-100 yards. So, they start moving south and I follow. They then cut into the area between the horse pasture and the main pasture called “Between the Tanks”. (Okay, not a very fancy name, but I’m not J.R.R. Tolkien) They turn into there and I follow and then they go west, but I need them to keep south. I can’t get around them, so just follow them until they get to the end and have to turn back around. They do, turn back to the east, go out to the road and then turn south….but pass the gate right up. They turn back to the east into the woods. I follow a little bit, but then realize that I have to go to work and it would be better if I’m not dripping sweat and have blackberry briars dragging from my breeches.
In the end, we will have to get a little fancier than Sunday go to meeting wear. I may even try to use a horse, but luck will be what really works.
This is very crude, not to scale or anything like that, but it may help anyone who is following along to know where things are. It is intentionally vague in regards to size, location, etc. just because ranchers like to play it close to the vest. Example: I get asked a lot how big the place is. I know no one means anything by this, they are just interested, but it is the same thing as asking someone how much money they have in the bank. So, the pastures are bigger or smaller, then what the map says, but it will help you get an idea.