Though we'd left home with somebody forgetting to pack the two-ways, communication still seemed to flow freely on this most recent sojourn to Bottle Tree. Setting out in the heat of the day to gather the last paddock to be branded,Wallace and I on one bike, Sarah and Sal on another, and Dad and Jess in the ute, the situation was quickly altered. Children and ute deposited, Dad and I took a bike each. Two-ways certainly not necessary for me to understand my husband's distant hand signals. I could do little but shrug shoulders and raise two hands in the air. And drive in opposite direction. Imagination is a wonderful tool. As is so often the case, I could see myself doing nothing wrong!
Needless to say, cattle were yarded, calves branded and marital harmony has returned. Nothing but your usual bovine handling experience where married partners are concerned. We're all about low-stress stock handling here, the cattle always arriving at the yards in a far less stressed state than the handlers.
I often wonder what we're teaching our children.