THis was the general set up, we formed a line across the field, each hilltop we stopped at and made sure the cows being driven from the farside were moving forward and that none were trying to cut back. We were also supposed to make sure the little hovels of trees were not hiding any...but we didn't actually go into the bushes, just looked.
My beautiful horse. Trying to figure out what the heck we were doing. He likes to be told exactly what he is to do and how...then if he feels you know what you are doing, he'll do it...pretty much no matter what you ask. So great :)
That is Jon James and another guy that was a part of the round up. Jon is on the solid colored horse. She was about 20, and looked a lot like our old horse "Oola" but she did her job and even cantered now and again. Jon is such a natural, doesn't ride for years, then can just get on and look like he knows what he is doing. No hands way in the air, no horrible posture (really good posture actually), he is a natural.
Finally...we saw the cows. They were well behaved and only a couple tried coming our way, luckily a 'real' cowboy was there to push them back. By then my horse just wanted to get to the front of them and was in no frame of mind to run toward one of them
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