Out Our Way: Loading the trucks - Psalm 118:1

Out our way, the end of the roundup when we shipped Big Mike's herd east to the feedlots was always a special day. The roundup itself was a long and sometimes difficult process, but when the last cow was run up the chute into the cattle truck and the door was shut, it felt good. Mission accomplished! From calving season in below zero temperatures, through those long hard days of loading, hauling. And unloading feed to the snow and permafrost-covered pastures where grazing was no longer an option through the dry seasons when drought seemed just over the rise, or too much rain turned lush ground...