Summer times… lead to winter times
We have had a rather backwards summer so far. Normally by this time of year, we have lots of hot days, but this year has been rather cool. I am not complaining, as it has certainly helped hold the pastures and crops and assisted in them not burning up. Very hot weather is OK when there is lots of moisture, but we have been “riding on the edge” since spring. Late spring frosts really hurt the alfalfa, but the grasses seemed to survive it much better. Hay crops here are going to be poor, however, I think we should be thankful as a large part of Western Canada has no hay crop this year. I really don’t know where the feed is going to come from this year as it is such a huge area that is suffering in record drought. I can think of nothing in this business that is as depressing and as devastating as drought. I have been there and know the feeling very well, and my heart goes out to anyone in this situation. Fortunately, there have been some significant showers recently in some of the driest regions so hopefully they will continue to come, so some green feed can be grown to help get the cow herds through the winter.
I have often thought that all I have actually ever done in my life is either go through winter… or get ready for the next one. I really think there is a great deal of truth in this statement. I actually usually enjoy our winter, as I can spend my day feeding and caring for the cows and I don’t usually have a multitude of other tasks that need to attend to. The key word in that last sentence is ” usually”. Last winter was the first time in my life, when I actually wondered if there was ” life after cows”. Last winter for us here in this part of Western Canada was simply a long very cold one. Day after day of very cold windy weather and more snow than we have seen in probably 30 years. We were needing some snow to help replenish our water supplies in our pastures and dugouts, but I really did not need to see the snow blowing by my face every day. The snow was almost worn out by the time spring finally arrived, as it would blow it North west one day, and then blow it back the next. It was a struggle to even get to hay bales most days as you had to dig through snow banks sometimes daily to get to them.
Calving in weather that is -45 with the wind chill is really a young man’s game. There were days where I wondered if I could even walk to the house in the evening, when my work was done for the day, from fighting through snow all day. I did survive and I was really impressed with how the cattle came through it. Right now, I don’t think my cows have ever looked as good on pasture. Green grass can do more for a cow, in a few short weeks than any other feed I can think of. It is really quite amazing.
The cooler spring and summer weather we have experienced so far, has also resulted in less insect problems for the cattle. This has been a great benefit as flies and mosquitos can be a real problem here at times.
Weather predictors are still calling for us to have a hotter than normal summer here. I just looked at our 15 day forecast and there is no daily highs of over the low 80s so that will get us through to the last half of July. That is usually when our grasses start to slow down their growth and start to ready themselves for winter. I have already started.Form here on, for the next few months, my main focuses will be baling hay and straw, fixing water fountains and getting pens ready for winter, cleaning out the rest of the pens, fixing buildings and wind break fence. I used to tell my dad that there must be an unwritten rule on our farm, that made it illegal to pound nails without mitts on. When I was younger, it seems we were always trying to finish building pens or fixing corrals when it was freezing cold . Mind you, there was usually lots of reasons we were doing this in the cold weather. These reasons were about 300+ cows and another 1000 head in the feedlot. I really do not know why my dad and I have not had all our knees and hips replaced by now, as we have both spent almost every working day, walking and working with cattle. The last few years we have greatly reduced our work load, and it almost seems like we have very few cattle around, yet when I count up them all, it still usually adds up to over 350 head.
Today is my dad’s birthday. He is now 85, going on 45. He called me this morning, and said that he would not be out until later this afternoon, as he has to go to Regina for a Doctor’s appointment. I told him he didn’t have to come out at all as I would be cutting hay. He said, well, I can do that and you can go work with the cattle. That may be the hardest thing either of us will ever have to deal with, that being, that work has become such a huge part of our lives, that we really don’t know how to actually enjoy a day off. I know this is one of the hardest things my dad has to deal with, and he finds it extremely hard to relax if he isn’t doing something on the farm. I hope I can deal with this better than he has, as it is a real struggle for him.
Both my dad and I have spent a considerable amount of time involved in livestock organizations, locally, provincially, and nationally. A few weeks ago, I was driving to a meeting in Regina, and I thought to myself that it was actually nice to have a day off . My next thought was that I really needed to ” get a life” when a day sitting at a board table was considered to be a day off! Since that day, I actually have started to think a bit more seriously about ” life after cows”. So far, about all I have decided is that I will probably will own cows until the day I die, but I am also starting to think that it might be OK to have someone else doing most of the day to day work, and I can show up for the pictures, and also help in the marketing end of the business. That should be easier on my hips and knees!
Fortunately, I can not think of anything I would have rather done with my life. I have some regrets, as I am sure many people do, but all in all, when I count my blessings, I know that I have been very fortunate. I have met so many wonderful people in this business, and understand completely that the beef business is as much a people business as it is anything else. I have been fortunate to have done the only thing I ever really wanted to do, and that is raise purebred cattle. I cannot remember a time, even when I was a young child, when this was not my first choice for a career. The only pay cheques that I received , other than the ones I paid to myself, were a few for teaching some beef short courses for a few weeks when I got out of college and also a few for preparing cattle for a few shows and sales. There are some real benefits to having a regular paycheck coming in to support this habit, but there is much to be said for being your own boss as well.
We had several family members back here for a couple of family events over the weekend. Last night, my brother in law asked me if I wanted to go golfing with him and a few others this morning. He said they had a tee time of 6 am and it was going to cost $75 each,for the round, but that included the golf cart as well. He made it sound like that was a real deal. I gratefully declined his offer, however, I really would have enjoyed their company. At 6 am this morning, I had a lame herd sire to get in, and I had to get a cow and calf in from another pasture for a fellow who was coming today to pick them up. I had more than my 18 holes of exercise, it did not cost me $75 to do it , and I didn’t have a golf cart to ride on. As I was bringing my herd bull in this morning, I could not help but think that Mark Twain was right when he said that ” golf was the ruination of a good walk!