Today I decided against the romanticism of horse-riding and opted for the quicker option of the quad.
After deciding yesterday to saddle up to gather some nearby breeders and introducing them to some fresh new bulls for this last month of our breeding season, the plan went slightly awry. Hoisting saddle and bridle onto the back of the bike I headed into the horse paddock with the intent of trying out Sally's new steed. Speed swiftly tucked tail between legs and galloped to the furthest end of the paddock. Casting my attentions in the direction of my old faithful Bob, he too decided that real work horses only get caught when run to the yards, and headed in the opposite direction to Speed.
Quickly re-routing to Plan B, I mustered the cows on the quad, complete with saddle and bridle on board.
Today, I headed out on the quad with Fred the Wonderdog and Steel the Sidekick, and had these cows pointed in the direction of home with no detours via the horse paddock.
After 65 mm of rain this past weekend, following on from 25 last week, tomorrow will see me again performing circle work on the John Deere in the hay paddock.
Looks like the mildew on my walls will live to fight another day.