August 15th, 2020, Volume 15, Issue 32
It’s Emily! Your neighborhood friendly cook and the kind office folk have let me leave the kitchen today to regale you with tales of my recent adventures!
While I always spend my afternoons in the kitchen preparing hearty meals for the hard working crew and long term stay overs I have been able to spend my mornings out on the mountain wrangling steers. There is no greater sensation than riding out at dawn, that crispness in the air and the sky barely lit by the coming dawn knowing that you have a job to do: Find those steers and move them to the next grazing area. It seems simple enough but there is so much more to it than most realize. You have to be ever vigilant, your head on a constant swivel, checking in every little hollow and grove for signs that the cattle have passed through. I love the challenge! I have been able to explore some serious country and have been able to really build up my confidence riding out. Riding up to the top of McKillop just to hit that top ridge as the sun rises over…there’s no better sight. This must be what it feels like to truly be free, to live in the moment, just you and your horse.
After lunch I find myself hanging up my cowboy hat and kicking off my dusty cowboy boots to get ready for the dinner time rush. It’s no easy task feeding all these hungry cowhands but knowing that after a long day of riding and dirty work that they can all come in and have a hot meal among great company fills my heart with joy. I always love to see everyone laughing and telling stories about their day to one another as everyone makes room for one more chair to slide into the table. The laughter is always a sure sign of a good day and even better company. To me, that’s what matters most.
Well, that’s all the time I have so until next time folks!