March 22, 2017
So far I have only completed two weeks of work here on the Chico, however in that time I have learned a lot. That first week was a crash course in everything that you could think of when it comes to ranch life. Growing up, I had been around ranching but nothing as intensive as this. I learned the location of everything on the ranch, what my duties were, and much more. Getting acquainted with my surroundings and the people …
March 13, 2017
“I came in and I was like, ‘Yeah, I’ve been working on a farm and I’ve been riding my whole life, I’ve got some experience. This is gonna be great, I can totally do this!’ And I came in and it like knocked me down a peg, so fast.”
March 7, 2017
Our bison threatened to stampede through the North Dakota pipeline demonstration during the fall roundup.
February 24, 2017
For the sisters that got away.
You live in the hills, and parks,
And in the draws which best hold you hidden.
The sharp rocks are your friends…
A poem by Duke Phillips.
February 13, 2017
In the buffalo pasture, there are many places where the fences are drifted over and the buffalo have taken this opportunity to walk right over them and head south for the winter.
February 6, 2017
By the time I graduated and left the academic world behind, I felt as though had I gained little ground in the reality of what I had spent so much time trying to understand. I left wanting to work on a ranch.
February 3, 2017
Even during winter, when the rest of the prairie falls dormant, days grow shorter, and animals retreat into their winter dens, the ranchers’ work doesn’t slow.
January 29, 2017
Every spring and fall, Sandhill Cranes stop over on the Medano-Zapata Ranch during their annual migration.
Photos by Matthew DeLorme and Madeline Jorden
January 17, 2017
I had never truly experienced the sound of silence in its purest form until I came to the Chico.
January 12, 2017
I think it was the creek that did it, or more specifically the ragged wall of half-dead, flash-flooded trees that bordered it.