Bogged Down

This’ll be almost a Wordless Wednesday post, but it deserves an explanation…

I was driving along checking fences in an empty pasture so we can sort some cattle later in the week and have a place to go with them. Well, safe to say that I really was only half watching where I was going. In my defense there was only 3 to 4 inches of water on top of the mud. It was the mud that was a couple of feet deep.

Before everything was said and done, I was barefoot, had some fallen trees across the creek to walk on, and was still at least knee deep in mud. But, and this is why I require nothing larger than a 250 4-wheeler to check cows/fences, I managed to lift the 4-wheeler enough to place some logs under the tires to create a solid runway. I lifted the front end, which was buried up to the rack, and pushed the gas. The stubborn part of me wasn’t calling for help.

Now I know what my boss was talking about when he said there are places around here to bog down a horse. Or even a 4-wheeler for that matter… Just another day in ranch life!

Ryan Goodman lives in Colorado, is an avid trail and ultrarunner, and works with farmers and ranchers to help them share their stories of agriculture and how food is raised. Connect with Ryan online as @BeefRunner. #TeamBeef.
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