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Radar

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Yesterday Gene and his nephew, Micah, went to a bull sale at the Rockingham Country Fairgrounds in Harrisonburg. He wanted a white-faced red Hereford to replace “Big Red” that I wrote about in “Big Red’s Last Ride”. It was dark last evening when Gene came home with BBF Harkradar 34X B29, a white-faced red Hereford bull. As Gene backed the cattle trailer up to the pen to unload him, he started making “I am here” big boy bull noises.  He could smell the other cattle on the farm. We put him in a small lot with some younger bulls and heifers for the night and what a ruckus they created. They romped and played and they chased him round and round the pen as they tried to figure out who he was. We decided to call him Radar.

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This morning Gene opened the gate and let him wander into the “big boy” pen where the other bulls are resting and putting on weight before they are turned out to the cows and heifers in a few weeks to begin the intense breeding season.

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He ambered out to pasture as the other bulls came running to check out the new intruder.

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Within seconds, all mayhem broke loose.  Big Boy Angus stumped his feet and pawled the ground throwing dust high in the air while lowering his voice 3 octaves as if to say, “who do you think you are, I am King Tut here” as he stormed out to alert the other bulls who were quietly resting under the trees about the “young squirt” who had just entered their domain.

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The bulls/steers in the feedlot pen beside the bull pen went absolutely berserk.  Radar was more concerned with them then he was the bulls and became very vocal as he expressed his manhood. We sure were glad there was a very hot electric fence in between but held our breath it would suffice.  (You can see the action in the video at the end).

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Forget Radar…the bulls barely acknowledged his presence in the field. Instead, they instantly went after each other; bullying, dualing it out, heads locked together, their testosterone raging!

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The white-faced bull is a home-grown offspring of “Big Red”.

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While the big boys dualed it out, Radar wandered around checking out the turf before finally getting into the tussle.

Radar was born September 19, 2014 in Goochland, VA.  We thought it was neat that he got to come back east to make his home 30 miles from where he was born and raise.

Click on the link below to watch a video of the bulls in action.

 

Follow up note: The next morning all was peace and calm in the bull pen. Maybe they simply worn themselves out or else they figured out their status quo…. at least for this moment!

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You Can’t Believe Everything You Read

This picture and information periodically makes it way around social media. It is full of totally false and misleading information. Let me tell you why….

False Info on Calf Hutches

This is not a veal or beef operation. Veal is not raised this way and beef calves are raised by their moms. This is a very large dairy operation.  The person who took the picture took it from the back instead of the front.  Let me tell you about the hutches….

If you notice each hutch is immaculately clean which is amazing for such a large operation but it shows the care and respect that the farmer has for the welfare of his livestock.  Each hutch also has a ventilation vent in the back with an open front. The hutch measures 79″ long, 54″ high and 46″ wide.  If you figure the size of the hutch and the size of the newborn calf, the calf has more square foot for its size than a horse in a 10’x10′ stall.  With the hutch, the calf has protection from the weather (rain and sun), ventilation, an exercise area and its own private space which helps prevent disease.

If you look very closely at the first row at the bottom of the picture, you will notice there is a wire fence area in front of each hutch for the calf to have a romping area in the sunshine.  The picture below shows similar hutches from the front.

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If the picture had been taken from the front, you would have seen happy calves napping on a pile of clean straw, with feed and water close by.  The calves are bottle fed milk twice a day.

Before they are taken from their mothers, they have gotten several good feedings of colostrum milk (a mother’s first milk) which is essential for healthy calves to thrive and survive.  The separation of calf and mother is seldom stressful. Within a few minutes or hours, she has forgotten about her calf and the calf almost never reacts. But if they are weaned at several months, that is a different story. We have found beef cattle to be much more protective of their young.

One thing people have to remember is the importance of animals in our own existence and health. We need milk to drink.  A cow can not produce milk for a nursing calf and for human consumption as the calf would get it all. For us to have milk to drink and the many other wonderful and necessary food items such as butter, cheese, ice-cream, baby formulas, yogurt, cottage cheese, puddings, cream, etc. the calf has to be raised by hand-feeding.  This is true if you have one backyard cow, a medium size herd or a very large operation.

The calves live in the hutches for several months until they are weaned. They are then moved to a larger fenced-in pasture area with other calves where they grow to maturity in two years and become dairy cows themselves.

I personally would love to visit a farm like this. I can’t imagine feeding that many calves and how much time and the number of people it would take.  There is some speculation the photo is photoshopped. Maybe. Maybe not.  Very large farms will produce a lot of calves.

 

 

 

 

Big Red’s Last Ride

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In November 2011, Gene bought a Hereford bull that was soon dubbed Big Red. That is what he was; BIG, long and stocky. He was truly a gentle giant with one speed. Slow.  I think I could walk faster than he could run but never wanted to be challenged to the race.

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He has curly hair on his forehead, big sad eyes and loved to have his head scratched.

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Big Red never once posed any danger or was a threat of danger but you always treat a bull with respect.  A charging bull can be lethal.

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Big Red was “king” for four years, wooing the ladies and producing many offspring. You always knew which calves were his. They had white-faces. A white-faced Hereford bull always produces white-face offspring, called “Black Baldies”.  All our other bulls were Angus.

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Even “Spot” had one of his babies.

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Gene really liked the genetic formation of Big Red’s offspring.

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Occasionally his rank as “King” was challenged by a younger “Prince”.  A bull fight is fearsome;  the head butting, foot-pawling, dirt kicking, and body pushing is accented with very distinctive bellowing. You stay your distance even on a golf cart and use your camera zoom!

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Last summer we began to notice that Big Red was aging and his joints were getting stiff.  To get up, he had to rock back and forth to get the momentum needed to allow his legs to lift his weight to a standing position.  He seemed to be moving a little slower than his already slow gait.  Gene let him rest over the winter but this spring we noticed there aren’t many ‘Black Baldies” hitting the ground, Prince is now King. The enviable was here. It was time to say goodbye.

Today Big Red was loaded on the stock trailer for his last ride. It was sad and I almost didn’t want to go look. But, I had to say good-bye. I walked up to the trailer with my camera to take his picture.  Gene parked the trailer by the edge of the driveway where Red could have one last look over his empire while he changed clothes and grabbed a bite to eat. Immediately one of his ladies came running across the field and stood by the fence her eyes glued to the trailer.

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I was going to talk to him but instead he talked to me.

It seemed as if he knew what was happening.

(Be sure to listen to this short video)

The gentle giant cried and then he took his last ride.

Taking the Bad With the Good

Usually we only talk about the good times in farming and show the beautiful pictures of baled hay, sunsets, baby calves nursing, cows grazing, flowers and building projects. It is easy to show the picturesque. But there is also the other side we don’t like to talk about; the nasty, sloppy, wet, muddy, cold days of winter or an injured cow, broken down equipment or fences.

I decided to share some pictures of the unpleasant side!   All those of you who have animals will identify. Some of these are from the very wet December we just had with 9 inches of rain but some are from my collection over the years.  I discovered I really don’t have too many “unpleasant” pictures-who wants to take them!

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What can one say?

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Dried mud on the calves

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Sorting calves in the mud.

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The cows have literally roto tilled the hill side with their hooves.

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Burning trash

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Recycling scrap metal

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Skull of a deceased cow

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Sometimes it feels like you are mud bogging!

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Rain or snow, the cows have to be fed

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Sweet corn patched devastated by a group of “escaped” cows. Not one stalk was left standing.

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An oops moment!

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Wonder what she did to her eye!!!

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Run-a-way hay bale

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Unplugging a hay baler, handful by handful

 

Weaning Time

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The last several days it has been very noisy on the farm. It is weaning time and with 95 calves wanting a drink from mama and 95 mama’s missing their babies as their udders are full of milk, there has been a lot of noise.

But the time comes and it has to happen. It is part of the life cycle of critter and human babies.  The security of baby stage must give way to more independence. Those of us who have children can remember the wails at bedtime when the pacifier was “mysteriously” lost or mom had determined that the bottle was no longer necessary.  Fortunately that trying stage doesn’t last more than a few days.

Tonight on the farm it is finally quiet. The calves have adjusted to their all-you-can eat buffet of Purina Precon Starter Complete and hay and the mamas are chowing down on chopped hay at the feed bunk.

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Life is good!

 

 

Getting Ready for Winter

Sometimes it feels like we work 8 months of the year for the 4 months of winter.  Starting in May, we gear up for hay season and that goes through most of the summer and into early fall. Gene needs 1200 plus round bales of hay to carry him through the winter. Then there are fences to repair, cows to sort, and the list goes on and on.

For several years Gene has been researching and figuring out how to better utilize his hay and care for his herd of Angus cows.  He has been working at this in phases and this year it really came together for him.

Phase 1:  Last year he purchased a vertical round bale mixer wagon (see blog links at the end of post) and put in a 300 ft. concrete feed bunk. The mixer wagon grinds up the round bales of hay. He can add corn, molasses or other feed commodities such as brewers grain to the mix.  Because all the bale, the bleached out brown on the outside along with the green inside, is ground together, there is very little waste. The cows chow down and eat it all.

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Phase 2: This fall he put a 304′ roof over the feed bunk with wings on each end for a hay ring,  maternity/catch pen, and hay & creep feeder for young calves. He also got a bale unroller. This unrolls the bale of hay into the mixer wagon which greatly speeds up the grinding process. He cleaned up his mixing area, and built 2 shed roofs over feeding areas where the cows did not have any protection from the weather. All of this means more gates to hang, fences to repair and extend, gravel to put down and grading to be done.

 

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Starting the project.

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The roof is 304 ft. long and 20′ wide over the feeding area!  At each end of the barn is a 40’X64′ A-roof section for a catch pen, creep feeder for calves, round bale feeders, and covered loafing area.

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Because of the sloop of the ground, he had to put a step-down in the roof to help the height from getting to tall.

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I like this picture. It is taken from a distance and shows both ends of the barn. It looks so long!

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Gravel and grading.

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New fencing.

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Add gates.

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  Creep feeder for the calves and their own personal round bale of hay.

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Round bale for the cows.

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This is a platform he built for the bale unroller. It helps his mixing process go a lot faster versus dropping the whole bale in to be ground up.

He can grind two bales plus add corn or other grain products

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This is another area he cleaned up. On the left is where he fills the mixer wagon. The area on the right is a holding area for turkey litter before it is spread on the fields.

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Putting water and molasses onto the hay mixture.

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The herd hanging out in the barn waiting to be fed.

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Supper!

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This is the weaning area for young calves at 450 plus lbs.

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 They are fed Purina Precon Starter 30-60 days before they are sold.

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For 2 days it is very noisy as the calves adjust to being independent of mama.

 

Other blog posts:

  1. Bunk Feeding With Vertical Mixer Wagon
  2. Bunk Feeding With Vertical Mixer Wagon: Part II

 

The Scoundrel

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This dude has taken a  liking to broccoli, lettuce and cabbage.  So do I and I do not like to share with a rodent. He has been lurking on the fringes of my yard for several years, skillfully avoiding all attempts of capture. I smoked his hole but he must have been visiting his girlfriend at the time. I baited him with fresh sweet corn, but he preferred to pick his own. He really wasn’t making a nuisance of himself so I have tolerated his presence.  But this summer and fall he began eating my veggies, digging holes in my raised beds and destroying what I planted, toting off my tomatoes (I saw him running with a tomato in his mouth) and biting holes in the cantaloupes.  He apparently doesn’t know the saying, “when mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy!”

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He has been very sly and only on occasionally would I catch glimpses of him.  He has three strategically placed holes. One under the storage building by the garden, one down the hill by the pigeon pen where he can salvage seeds the pigeons dropped, and one across the driveway at the front of the house.  That gives him a fairly long run and he can haul tail!

But lately he has gotten very bold. This morning I watched him sit on his hind hunches by the edge of the garden and tauntingly eat his lunch in full view. Then he went to the sunflower stalks and helped himself to fresh sunflower seeds. He has gotten rather plump over the summer and I do not have a trap big enough to catch him.

War has been declared and he has been warned!

Plan number 2.

This evening “papa” target practiced, sighting in his rifle with the new scope.

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He set up his target.

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Shooting from close range.

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After a while I saw him setting up sticks. At first I couldn’t figure out what he was doing but then realized he was fine tuning the placement of his shots.

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He moved further away.

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Finally he was satisfied that he was hitting close to the bulleye.

It was dusk and we figured the scoundrel was “holed up for the night”.  Gene went ahead and set up his ambush area for morning. The gun and shells were by the patio door and a chair was in place to lean on.

About fifteen minutes later I spied him.  On the back side of a chainlink dog kennel.

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Gene quickly and quietly moved into place. It only took one shot.

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Rest in peace Mr. Groundhog.

Just Another Day on the Farm

Some days you build or fix fence. Some days you mow hay or sort and haul cattle, or plant grain, cleanup trash, mix feed, haul manure, chop weeds, repair equipment, fix a leaking water trough or……. you name it, a farmer does it! He is “jack of all trades and master of most”!!! Then there is the occasional day when a new or “new to you” piece of equipment arrives. This is always a boost to a farmer’s spirit. He loves seeing that truck roll in with his needed purchase.

This past week Gene purchased a used no-till Krause grain drill from Kentucky. Because of the width, they had to remove the wheels and tongue (hitch) for transport. The trucker called before he left Kentucky and wanted to be sure he had a way to unload the drill when he got here. Gene assured him that he had a plan!

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The first thing he did was put the wheels back on the drill.

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Using a tractor and forklift, he carefully lifted both sides of the drill and the trucker pulled away.  When the drill was safely sitting on the ground, I heard Gene let out a sigh of relief.  It always makes me a little nervous that things are going to go the way they should. Usually they do and I have fretted for nothing but I also know Gene does not take safety for granted and it is a relief to him also when his plan works.

It was just another day on the farm.

Watch the video clip unloading the drill.

July on the Farm-2015

I  have to share a few pictures that I have taken around the farm the past several weeks.

Like the rest of you, my garden is producing a bountiful harvest-except for tomatoes.

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Better Boy tomatoes.

I finally picked my first two little ones last evening. I have beautiful vines with lots of green tomatoes hanging on. They are just slow!

I am canning snaps and the okra is just starting to produce.

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We are eating cucumbers and Incredible Sweet Corn.

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The Hales Best cantaloupes are huge. Some critter was in the process of helping himself but I found it just in time. They are large teeth marks but it didn’t not penetrate the skin of the melon.

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I brought this cantaloupe in last evening and it is 10 inches long and 7 inches high.

 

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The twins.

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The family portrait!

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Big Daddy

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Huge, fluffy, magnificent clouds.

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A deer on the pipeline. I never understand why environmental groups complain about pipelines. The gas line is buried deep in the soil. The gas company keeps it mowed. It makes a wonderful place to see, take pictures and yes, even hunt, deer and turkeys as they  pass from the woods on one side to the other.

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Venus shining brightly above the moon.

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The tiny spot on the far right is Jupiter.

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Rose of Sharon bush

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The bees bury their noses into the blossoms sucking up the nectar.

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The butterflies love the Gold-Mound Lantana

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Black-eyed Susans

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Zinna

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Zinna

 

Sunday Evening Ride-May 2015

Just a few pictures of our Sunday evening golf cart ride over the farm.

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Newborn calf sleeping and hiding in the grass.

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It didn’t take long to figure out who the mama was. She may not have been beside her calf but she knew what was going on and I did not venture far from the golf cart!

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I saw something way across the field on the lower post and zoomed my camera on it. That is when I saw the buzzard on the top post.

Then I saw the next picture….

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The one in the middle and on the far left are bucks!

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Where, oh where, are the American Pickers?????

 

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