Hereford Cattle Market!

A pretty Welsh Mule from Jo Binns...

And her pen mates below who brought L65.

Welsh Mule Gimmers (above)

Suffolk Mule ewe lambs (below) Yes, Suffolk Mules!

Hi from Wales...

Hi from Wales!

Swansea, to the West.

Photos of today's travel between Hereford and Port Talbot...

Between Leicester and Melton Mowbray...

Gorgeous countryside! Unfortunately our new cheapo camera batteries from the store across from the cattle market were no good, so there are no photos of the sheep, cattle and poultry that we saw and wonderful people we met.

We found some Duracell batteries at the store that worked and we snapped this shot and a few others along the way back to the hotel.

More photos, crossing the desert...

Solitary places...

Streams in the desert...

Dwelling places...

Hinei ma tov!

A Ram Run to Flagstaff...

My pal, Kathy LeFevre, and I traded rams... We'll blame it on the economy, but I think we just wanted to have an excuse to feel fleeces and eat fried apples and grits at the Cracker Barrel.

I thought you might enjoy some of the photos from the adventure.

And an adventure it was...

I took a load of first-cutting alfalfa to sell on the Rez along the way. I thought that might help out some folks there and pay for the fuel...

Great idea in concept, but entirely different in result...

(This first shot is between Moab and Monticello. I forget the name of the formation. Good shots for snapping them while I was driving...)

I neglected to take the whipping gusts of monsoon winds into account that ripped the top two layers of the stack, and left the cargo straps dragging along...

~Poof!~ Green clouds of alfalfa, now dust in the wind.

I met Bill and Donna from Indiana, riding their motorcycle across the Southwest for vacation. They stopped and helped me restack the remaining twenty-eight bales that weren't green dust making it's way back to Colorado in the wind. Awesome folks! Lord bless them!

Here's a shot from Monument Valley.

Had a blast at Ralph and Kathy's. Great folks! I wish I had taken time to stop and visit with Lois at Tuba City... I was in a hurry at that point and figured the admission staff would catch on that I was feigning a broken arm to talk about sheep with their radiologist. : D