Monthly Archives: April 2015

Happier than a Bird with a French Fry

We spent our first night in the Glamper (pretty fancy camper accommodations, big 5th wheel with a slide out) on Wednesday. Fencing the next day, as much as my tender bottom could take on horseback (all the calluses must have disappeared while I was living in the mine)  then we cheated and did what we could reach from the pickup truck. It added up to 26 miles on Thursday, no small feat.

Today we spent all day in a meeting an hour and a half away and went over and signed our contract for the season. Got to meet all the members who are putting cattle out on our lease. It was interesting to see the new beginnings of a grazing association.

This one might have a little more government hoops because of the unique and very special area that it is. The grass is pristine with 86 years of phenomenal records plus it is home to 80% of Alberta’s endangered species (it’s even the only place this far north to have Yuca plants, go figure). I’m in heaven and it’s pretty. 

I don’t think the members really understand how privileged they are to be awarded that grazing contract and they haven’t realized the resource we can be for them. We’ll work hard like we always do and they’ll figure it out, eventually.
The only down side is no cell phones, no internet, so I’ll only get to share my heaven with you all once a week or so.

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First Night

So here we are trying to sleep our first night in the condo. I say trying because we are so sore from moving that we are waiting for the Advil we took to kick in. Soon.

Some good men from church helped. They were so cheerful; made me wonder if they were just glad to get rid of us. And four Mormon missionaries, nice boys, (kids to me, barely out of high school) and not one complaint, just so happy to help, God bless them.

So this will be our home away from home once we start work on the lease. They still haven’t figured out our living arrangements there yet. Waiting on the Federal government to make some decisions, so that could take awhile.

But it’s all good. Oh, think I just felt the Advil kick in. Nos Da all.

Moving Daze

Aaaah! What a lot of work! And mess. Oh well, it’s a move up, literally. 😉

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High Five

Fist time I ever got a high-five. Just about wasn’t sure how to do it.

While we were out to the new job cleaning up the tack room and doing some little odd jobs there and checking on our three really happy horses, we met a fellow from Alberta’s Environment and Sustainable Resource Development, the folks who control government owned land like this new lease.

We talked about grass (of course) and I mentioned that we worked hard to leave the grass improved at the lease we used to work on. He was so excited, I got the high five. And then he totally made our day when he said now he could sleep easy knowing we’d be managing this new lease.

People happy about a couple of old people who care about grass and cows. We’re so in the right place.

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