June 5, 2010 was the day that the cows and their calves were going to be rounded up. All the calves had been born and were old enough to get branded, vaccinated, wormed and the males would be castrated.
There were several of us riding around looking for the cows and we broke up into four to five groups of riders. We rode out in different directions trying to locate the cattle.
This ranch has several thousand acres of land and is located in the Badlands of North Dakota which, I think, is challenging terrain. I have never been involved in a cattle round-up so I was along for the experience following my friend, Jerry. We rode the horses on to the top of a couple high plateau areas so that we could see over a wide range of land. We didn't see any cows.
Suddenly, Jerry and I rode over a hilltop and there were the cows and calves moving towards us. Once they saw us the herd turned around and went in the other direction...away from the corrals. We were in the wrong place at the wrong time. It is hard to see over these hills and once the cows saw us, that was enough to make them turn away.
The herd headed away from the corrals moving north and finally turned east. They traveled down the fence line heading south again. They were brought in to camp by Kathy who was the only rider who had been able to stay with the herd. She brought them all in on her own.
Next, the cows move in to large pens with their calves. Then sorting begins which is separating the cows from their calves. The cows are moved in to one area, the calves in to another and the "dry" cows (with no calves) in to a third area.
Cows do not like being separated from their calves and will "moo" trying to locate where their calf is. Imagine over a hundred cows "mooing" non-stop. They don't let you forget what is on their minds, that is for sure! Cows seem to be very good moms. They don't want anything coming between them and their calves.
Once the herd was separated, the cows got some wormer sprayed over them and were released out of the arena in groups of about 15. We counted them as they left. A couple of times, Sue and I came up with different numbers. Surely, I can count to 15! But sometimes the several cows would squeeze out right next to another cow and I had to pay close attention. Jerry came over and helped count too. After the cows were all out, we did at least agree on the final number at the end. I think it was 125 cows.
Here is a picture of the mother cows lined up along the fence mooing to let everyone know they wanted their calves back.
Lots of local people came to the branding to help out. The ropers like to come and actually work the calves with their horses. Everybody found a job to do.
Here are the branding irons getting heated up.
Here are some ropers ready to start.
As each calf was pulled out of the pen by the ropers, their head was either put in to a metal device so it can't move or it was physically held down by workers. Then they were wormed, vaccinated, castrated, if males, and branded. Some of the male calves were dehorned if they had horns growing. This was done with a hot poker similar to branding. A sliver of their ear was cut off also to help with identifying the calves.
Branding a calve:
Rounding up a calf:

More branding...
Once the calves were untied they ran back to their mothers. Some calves took the short cut and climbed through the barbed wire fence.
The next day the cows and calves were together again grazing and recovering.
The scenery in the North Dakota Badlands is beautiful and tranquil.
It was an experience I will never forget...seeing a round-up and branding take place. I especially liked being around the cows. They are so peaceful, get along with each other and just want to take care of their calves.
These cows were so shiny, fat and sleek. Oh, and they have a very sweet, docile face. I really enjoyed just being around the cows each day.
They make me realize that life should just slow down sometimes.