You’ve all been reading for a while now and getting to know the farm so I thought it was high time to take you on a Rocky Springs muster.
It’s an early start and I am on the quad bike armed with a camera and tailing the mob, which Brian and Cobey have gathered in Creek Paddock. Horse and rider watch as the weaners (young cattle) funnel through a gate to Lake Paddock (we don’t actually have a lake – it is just a dam; a little dam; a dam that sometimes holds water).
Bo and Spy take any opportunity for a drink and a swim. Here they are in the lake dam. Mind you, Bo would go swimming in the Antarctic given the chance. Some of the mob also stop for a drink but most are keen to move to a new paddock,
and they wander off through the native box and boonary trees.
Spy takes charge and pushes the mob up a hill, working back and forth to keep the whole balanced,
and then Brian and Cobey block the lead and settle the animals in Tank Paddock.
And before you know it, everyone is happy and the job is done. It is 8.30am and time to knock off for breakfast.
Now if only every muster in my life had been this easy.