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Show Moments p Becoming a cowgirl for a few hours H I became a cowgirl. Well, for a couple of hours I got to experience a little of what it's like to be a rancher, that is. As part of my 24th of July holiday, two friends and I, Carrie Cook and Ted Steinhorse, decided to take a ride up the mountain. Ted is from Horseheads, New York and worked for awhile in this area a few years ago for the BLM. He mentioned Rim Road on Blue Mountain and said he'd gotten lost trying to find it. Carrie said they had made a new road and told him she would show him where it was. So, off the three of us went. Carrie's family has a ranch up there which I'd never seen. She said she'd treat us to a ride and guided tour. Adventure awaited us which we didn't expect to find. Because of the new road they built, the old road hasn't been maintained like it used to be. We had to keep watch out for rocks which were in the road. After all, we weren't in a jeep. We were in a 1981 Ford Granada. As we drove along on Rim Road, or better known to others as the Old Diamond Dia-mond Mountain Road, the sights looked look-ed very familiar to Ted. Between stories of what he used to do working for the BLM in that area and stories of what it's like being a rancher, I sat there enjoying the conversation and ride. Carrie was telling Ted and me all about herding sheep and cattle. She said she helps with trailing, the home portion of their corporation, flagging, and docking. "Docking, what's that?" Ted asked. He had an excuse; he's from New York. I'm from Vernal and had no idea what docking was either. Patiently Carrie explained that docking is cutting off the lambs' tails. At that time they also castrate and vaccinate them. As we were going along, we noticed quite a few cattle up ahead on the road. Getting closer, the brand on the cattle was one Carrie recog, was their brand. Instead of hT' put them all back in ourJ2? " decided to come back to vJ get one of their dogs to help dogs are extremely import helpful in herding sheep anoV ' Tedhadotherthingshen;! jS tend to, so Carrie and I head.1 f up the mountain with Butch. : ,e I enjoy riding horses and w. t quite a bit as a small girl, butI'; adnut it was pretty fun herbs cattle with Butch and U Granada. Herding in comfort""' u a si Butch got them rounded 31 moving in a hurry. Between Ji? ing the horn, Butch chasing the 8ttie Carrie instructing us in what tot FD' helping us do it, we managed t(. sort them the few miles we needed j j rhich Carrie's family has around ij sheep which are divided up is; herds, and about 350 cattle. Suts I didn't know there was so mt-. goes into the sheep and cattle bs-I As Carrie explained all they t f,' marveled at the amount of ft s work that goes into this indus-' " 9 Carrie's father, Floyd, hasbs. Sl-ian this business for 45 years. Hit; ritl Sarah, goes along with hunts- Jiei sheep or doing whatever else assv riec be done. " '' Tie ieer While I was growing up at hoate edand used to have a few sheep. I fc when dad would bring home & A "bummers." (They are lambs Pf asth mothers won't take care of tie- ico who have died.) My sister. . ...- brotnersaiKlIwouldnghto,eriP. going to get to feed the lambs. -x s -if to take turns, but with five is j-. seemed like forever before cy; -.. came around again. . , sksi Whenever dad brought borne ;:c jUi mer, we'd go find a pop bottle. Kr the lamb nipple, fill it with mar ... head for the corral. That's tszi close as I'd come to being a res j' '. This new tasteofcowgirllifera;: " adventure for me. -s |