Monday, February 29, 2016

The Saga of a Wandering Boar Comes to an End

We made this short video from the far side of Salmon Creek. 

We were on a journey to find our boar, Redwood, who has been hanging out at one particular homestead a tad too long.  Wild sows were involved.  We can take a quad to this particular neighbor in about 35 minutes using ranch roads in various states of disrepair, but to take a trailer we have to use better quality roads and it takes almost 2 hours, one way. 

The first attempt,  (yes, there were multiple attempts) we took our cattle trailer and ended up having to cut a small fir tree down when a particular tight corner had it sliding off the road and getting stuck. Then a half mile from our destination we realized we couldn't get across the last bridge with our trailer.  Ugh!  We parked it and walked up to where Redwood was last seen.  I began calling his name and he ran off a hill right at us.  Yikes!  Having a six or seven hundred pound boar charge at you is kind of intimidating and I quickly handed Mark the grain bucket and hightailed it behind a tree.  He was still our friendly fellow though and we began the slow process of trying to coax him the half mile back to where our trailer and  truck were parked.  He was  happy to oblige and we were patting ourselves on the back for having such a amendable boar when he stopped, threw his head in the air, sniffed and turned around and headed back up the hill.  Mark went after him and gave him his grain, hoping that he would later remember its tastiness when we returned.

The following day, we borrowed a neighbor's smaller, bumper pulled trailer, as it wouldn't cut the corners and should be able to make it across the last bridge.  Back down the creek drainage we drove and then up the other side.  We made it across the bridge and around all the corners with no problems and arrived early in the day at our neighbor's place.  I hollered and Red came a running again and followed Mark right down to the trailer.  It took a bit of coaxing to get him in, but he did load after about 10 minutes.  This is a short video of him following Mark.

After our excursions to get the boar back home, Mark decided, no more boar.  It was either a new home or a dirt grave.  I put his photo(the boar's not Mark's) on craigslist and, luckily for him, had multiple offers.  We picked one that was fairly close by, loaded him up and delivered him to his new home and new girlfriend.  We hope it works out for him.   I kind of miss him already.  He really was a sweet boar, as far as boars go.   If only he would have stayed close by like the rest of our hogs do, but he heard the call of a stronger drive than food. 

Redwood the Redwattle/Tamworth Boar

The new owners agreed to let us use him when our sows need to bred again.  We are happy about that as he makes quick growing and tasty pigs, and I will get to see him again and give him a scratch behind the ears. 

Monday, February 15, 2016

A Place For Restoration

One thing that is a constant on the ranch is broken things.  It. is. non. stop. 

Last night Mark and I were discussing this and he said that for him if he thinks of it as 'restoring' versus 'fixing' he is much happier.

I can fix something and all I seem to be able to think about is how it will just break again.    But when I restore something it elevates the fixing to a higher plane.  It helps me feel good about what I'm doing.  

I just can't seem to get this thought out of my mind today, because I totally get it.  Words matter. Like I tell my oldest grandson,

What you say to yourself matters.

Right now, Mark and our neighbor Gil are restoring a road, with some big boy toys. (Check out a previous post on this.)   This is at least a biannual restoration project.  Mark is also in the process of restoring my favorite ride, The Kubota.    My baby has been out of commission for a number of years and I can hardly wait to hear its engine roar and go for another fun ride like this.  We also have a few loads of concrete buttresses to use as piers in the barn.   You might remember the start of this project way back when.  It's still not done and like everything else on the ranch is in  a constant state of
deterioration and restoration.

Kind of like us.  Am I right?  Our bodies and minds are constantly under threat and it is up to us to feed both of them the right stuff and we are very grateful that we have lots of the right stuff around us.

When you drive off  The Ranch you go under a sign that was given to us and it says, The Ranch on Salmon Creek:  A Place of Restoration.

True words.

This past weekend Mark and I went to a couples retreat for our 35th wedding anniversary.  It is really important to us to keep restoring our marriage too as relationships deteriorate  without a little restoration work too.  It was time and money well invested.  We had a wonderful time and  we learned a few more tools to help in our communication.  A win win. 


     Lovebirds.  Just a little bit wiser now.