LAST EDITED ON Feb-17-15 AT 05:14PM (MST)[p]Just like clockwork, the Bulls would be turned in with the cows so the calves would come with the first good green grass of Spring. Some years, we'd have as many as 800 calves to tend to and that might take up a month or more of weekends. We'd always do it the old way, with two teams of ropers in the corral, no squeeze shoots around, and a good ground crew that i enjoyed being a steady part of.
The women folk would tend to the tasty bits, at least those that didn't get cooked right on top of the Forge box that kept the irons hot. There was also usually a jug of red wine that got passed around to those that liked the stuff. Grandpa made sure that there was a good time of the work that needed doing.
Now it's been awhile since i had any Mt Oysters but i've had enough in my day to know that i wouldn't walk across the street for one or a bucket full. They were good the way they got fixed, just not that good to me, that they were worth the fuss some made over them.
Joey
"It's all about knowing what your firearms practical limitations are and combining that with your own personal limitations!"