Coyote Soup

Bringing life back to the family ranch with three young free range braves and lots of organic elbow grease.

The Cake Truck October 25, 2012

Filed under: ranching — Piper Long @ 6:31 am
Tags: , , , , , , ,

Cattle guards are a wonderful invention.

They are typically used in place of gates where the fence meets the roadway to keep cattle from wandering over into the wrong pasture. They save hurried ranch wives oodles of time that would otherwise be spent parking the car, getting out of the car, opening the gate, getting back in the car, driving through the open gate, parking the car, getting out of the car and closing the gate.

I’m exhausted just thinking about it.

Up until recently our cattle guards have done an outstanding job guarding the gate area.

But recently, the cattle have been jumping the cattle guards.

Some are even tippy-toeing across and gathering at a green patch of grass near the house.

“Why do they keep jumping the cattle guard?” Drover asked, looking out the kitchen window. “The gate was open when I came in and the cows were nowhere in sight. It’s not like they don’t have plenty of food in their pasture.”

“You wanna know why?” I asked, drying my hands on the kitchen towel. “It’s because you drive all over this ranch, handin out that cake grain from your truck. Sure they’ve got food lyin around, but you’ve got cake. You’re like the ice cream truck, only with cake. Heifers will do anything for cake.”

Drover looked at me and I could see the corners of his mouth turn up ever so slightly. And with that he headed out the door to resume his cake truck route.

As soon as the cows heard the sounds of the cake truck in the distance, their ears perked up.
And they began to follow.
Until they noticed the fresh, healthy greens on the opposite side of the road.

Oh the dilemmas of life.

Healthy greens… or cake?

Definitely cake!


18 Responses to “The Cake Truck”

  1. Dianna Says:

    I’m betting that a lot of folks aren’t familiar with cattle guards. But I didn’t realize that cows would jump them – or even tip-toe across them… The grass is always greener (or the cake sweeter) on the other side!

  2. Katherine Cook Says:

    You are amazing!

    Sent from my iPhone

  3. Nona Says:

    Well, Wayne tells me that the cattle guard is actually a bovine optical illusion (horses too). They can actually walk it any time that they want to but they don’t because they think it is a black hole. When the cattle guard becomes silted in with dirt they can then see the ground and walk across it… You learn alot from being married to a Redneck!

    • Piper Long Says:

      You certainly can! And yes, we do have one cattle guard that needs to be cleaned out, but the one they jumped is in perfect condition… maybe we need to paint the guards?

  4. Montana is a land full of cattle guards. Growing up in MN, I never saw them, but in free range country of MT, I started liking the sound of the cattle guards underneath my wheels.

  5. Pany Says:

    Great photos with a great story!

  6. Don’t we all prefer cake??? Loved your post!

  7. God bless the inventor of the cattle guard! Driving through gates one has to open and shut is one thing but when one is on one’s horse it isn’t the hassle one endures in a vehicle. Love your narrative Piper.

  8. Cheryl Barker Says:

    Well, heck, I’d take cake over healthy greens, too πŸ™‚ By the way, Piper, I came over from Pioneer Woman. I’m trying to visit a new blog every day for awhile, and today you’re my new visit! Blessings to you!

  9. Being from out east I don’t see cattle guards much, but I do know what a pain gates are. Ours was on a hill (western Pa) and if the brake let go you might never find your vehicle again … Great post!

Leave a Reply to Piper Long Cancel reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s