I love going on cattle drives. The fresh air, wide open spaces, watching the cows run, checking out the scenery and wildlife, I just love it all. So much so that I've even been known to bundle up my babies, slip them in the baby carrier, and go!
Laugh all you want, but that hat is VERY warm, and the big glasses cover lots of surface area on my face, protecting my eyes from the wind. (Yes, my in-laws laugh at my glasses).
To get them to move, we yell, "BOSSES", but we pronouce it, "BOOOHHH ZEHS." My husband also likes to yell, "Yeoooohhhhhhhh Nellies!" (Actually, he really likes to yell curse words, but I'm trying to wean him off that now that we have kids!)
Cattle on the move! That big guy in the midle was watching me!
Ollie likes to watch the cows too. He prefers to ride on my 4-wheeler instead of chasing the cows.
My son prefers the motorcycle to the 4-wheeler.
Bet you thought all ranchers rode horses and wore cowboy hats!
That's my husband. I love watching him ride the dirtbike. He makes it look so easy!
While waiting for the cows to all get through the gate, we usually recap the cattle drive.
Last one out. Git 'em Silas!