Wednesday, August 28, 2019

An Eight-Thousand Mile Handshake

Ben was a long ways from home, but in his element. He was visiting the Western U.S. from his home in the Falkland Islands, and came to spend a day on an Idaho cattle ranch. Mark saddled Gary's solid horse, Joker, and though Ben hadn’t been on a horse in years (he uses a quad, 4-wheeler, at home) after about 15 minutes he settled in and became just another member of our crew. The day’s task was moving the herd of cows and calves onto fresh grass in an adjoining pasture, while separating the bulls as they went through the gate.

Ben raises sheep and cattle in East Falkland and deals with similar issues as ours: keeping electric fences hot, overgrazing/overresting of plants, stock density, grazing timing, invasive plants, erosion, isolation, effects of weather, and the list goes on. When he arrived at our home and we settled on the deck to visit, we wasted zero time with pleasantries and went right to the heart of the challenges and opportunities of raising livestock on the planet today.

He stayed the night with us and said he woke up at 2 a.m. and wrote an email to himself, and to us, with, “the answer,” he called it. The email talked about the hurdles we face in applying the powerful tool of grazing to the best of our abilities, and how we need to “get it right in our inner world, in order to get it right in our outer world.” We know exactly what he means. Like us, he has one foot in traditional methods and one foot in the new/old world of holistic grazing. There are many blocks to advancing our best practices, some real and some we just think are real.

Ben is the same age as Mark and this was his first visit to the States. After a few hours of gathering cattle under a gorgeous Idaho sky, the heady scent of sage all around us, he said if he had come as a young man he might never have gone home. I rather doubt that after hearing the deep love in his voice when describing his homeland.

He showed us photos of beautifully restored grasslands after addressing decades of overgrazing by sheep. One photo showed a sea lion lounging amongst giant tussock grass plants along the shoreline - with cattle in the background! Turns out that grazing, if done at the right time of year and then allowing the plants to regrow, can complement the use of the same habitat by sea lions. Other seashore users are penguins, who prepare a kind of seedbed with their nesting activity. Ben and a group of volunteers then follow up by planting plugs of tussock grass thereby restoring a healthy coastline.   

We were surprised to see that the cattle grazing Ben's land were of the same hereford based breeding as ours. One photo showed a group of yearlings walking off a barge onto Ben’s farm, and they could have been our own.    

We are joined with Ben by an ethic, a philosophy, a love of land and animals. We’re joined by a thirst to find better ways to enhance soil fertility, grass vigor and ecosystem diversity, while improving the carbon cycle and ultimately helping to address climate change. The path is rocky. Ben and I have both read the timely book, Call of the Reed Warbler, by Charles Massy, and I found a line that I wish I had shared with Ben. Massy quotes Wes Jackson who founded The Land Institute in Kansas. "If you’re working on a problem you can solve in your own lifetime, you’re not thinking big enough.” The words resonate with us and I'm sure they would for our new visitor as well. Ben, if you're out there, let me know what you think. 



Thursday, August 15, 2019

Dot makes the Grade, and other News

We’ve been moving cattle around – as usual. Here at home the heifers have been seesawing through irrigated pastures. We blood tested the group of possible replacement heifers for pregnancy, and then, armed with the results, gave each one a new identification tag to join the breeding herd. We appreciate the new processing chute even more each time we use it. It’s quiet, safe and functional. A good design makes such a difference.  

The other heifers will head to a final feeding phase before being turned into nutritious food. The flow of energy from the sun, to plants, to animals, will be completed as nature intended. But as Seth told me, “Mom, it’s not by some grand design or intention. It’s what worked!” What he means is that ruminants cycling cellulose created from the sun’s energy - while moving frequently - worked throughout evolutionary time to provide for multitudes of species. Many folks, especially the fake meat crowd, are blind to this simple process.

I’ve been having fun with my young border collie, Dot. She’s really pulling her weight now after a slow start. She excels at fording streams and canals to gather cattle on the other side. She’s gaining confidence and following my cues to stay where she’s needed.  She’s finally learning to move off a steady stare and to commence “herding,” which is, after all, her job. I’m no expert trainer. We just stumble along and somehow get the cattle where we want them, learning as we go. Sure is fun with a helper.

Mark and I spent a night in the mountains to fix fence and move cattle. After fencing for several hours, we quit early, well 7:00 pm or so, and tried out our new solar shower before fixing supper. It was great, even though we added hot water to please Mark for his turn. The next morning I woke up with a sick headache and still had to get on Jane and ride for several hours moving cattle. I had forgotten my meds, but hoped if I ignored it, my headache would go away. And it seemed to do just that while in the midst of herding a bunch of cows that didn't know where they were going. But when we finished, and had to ride the hour back to the cabin, I was miserable.

Summer moves quickly at high elevation. The wrens are already gone from around the cabin. They had a nest at the outhouse and scolded us continuously on our last trip. It's getting quiet too soon for me.  

The other summertime constant at home, besides moving cattle, is moving water. Mark heads to the ditches every morning. He keeps a plastic tub in the bed of his pickup to collect refuse that shows up in the waterways. It’s easy to understand how trash ends up in the ocean because water intercepts objects which then make their way downstream. Most of it is single-use plastic drink containers. What an unnecessary crutch we’re teaching our kids to expect. And even if you don’t throw it on the roadside, it ends up somewhere. We can do better.  


cooling off and getting a drink


early morning gather


the power of a good design


tools of the trade


what the canals (and Mark) gather up