We were lucky. Real lucky.
I’m sure you have seen the stories and the pictures of last weeks snow storm in North Dakota.
For an October storm, it was a doozy.
Up to two or three feet of snow and strong winds.
But we missed it here in the west. I guess by about fifty miles.
Two days before the storm, we decided to bring cows home from a pasture we had rented over in Kidder county.
A hundred and sixty miles east of here. I know, I know, you say I must be crazy. Don’t tell me. Shirley has made that abundantly clear.
Thanks to a friend, I was able to borrow a truck and trailer. A big truck. One with all those wheels.
Now, as I’ve often mentioned to Shirley, “I used to be a hotshot”.
A hotshot was a delivery guy in the oil field. We hauled lots of stuff. Pipe, mud motors, drill bits, sucker rod… Whatever was needed.
We hauled with a pickup. I haven’t driven much truck in a lot of years.
So I crawled up in this big rig and hit the road.
There are lots of gears in a big truck. Like 13 of them I guess. I’m not sure.
They say it’s like riding a bike. Once you get started, it stays with you. Evidently they never crawled up in a big truck in a hurry to beat the storm.
Since I was empty, I didn’t need all of those gears.
I found a couple that got me going and once on the highway, I could find a high enough gear to roll along pretty good.
Oh, it was kind of tough at first. Occasionally I would come to a standstill after making a turn and missing a gear. Or missing several gears.
If you happened to pass a big truck with a long trailer sitting on the shoulder of the road last week and wondered what was wrong, it was nothing. Just me.
But thanks to that neighbor, and a couple others, when the storm hit, our cows were safely home.
Others weren’t so lucky.
The pictures that have been posted show the devastation that was caused by a late spring, cool summer, and early winter.
Crops are still in the fields. Beans, beets, corn, and a lot of wheat are snowed or mudded in.
It was warm enough, I don’t think the cattle losses will be great, but any loss is heartbreaking and the mental toll is exhausting.
Hopefully, you and your neighbors are alright.
I can thank our neighbors that we are.