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February 13, 2017

Welcome to the North Country

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 3, 2017

Prairie Winter

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 17, 2017

The Sound of Silence

I had never truly experienced the sound of silence in its purest form until I came to the Chico.

January 2, 2017

Inside the Chico Snow Globe

We always linger longer together in the winter – and that may be why it’s actually the warmest time of year on the Chico.

March 7, 2016

February Ranch Roundup

It seemed like we spent the whole month of February in the corrals. From pregnancy testing to shipping steers, every animal on the ranch was brought through, as the late summer snows turned to mud.

January 22, 2016

Office Coyote

I spend the majority of my day in the office, but that is not to say I don’t see a lot of incredible things from my window. Lately a lone coyote has been loitering around the lodge grounds, behind the office in particular. The dogs let me know with a low growl every time it’s around and we watch through the large office window until it leaves. Usually it’s just passing through, but today I watched it do a few

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December 15, 2015

Training Bison

Every November we work the bison on the Medano side.  During this time we bring some calves and yearlings down to the Zapata.  We keep them in the corrals and feed them there for a few weeks.  During this time we train them to electric fence, being fed from the cake truck and hay wagon, being used to seeing people afoot, and horses.

My two interns, Caleigh & Megan, and I started by pushing them horseback up into a smaller pen

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March 13, 2015

The Call

“ The cops just stopped by. A seven year old boy went missing from the dunes. He was last seen at 5 p.m. heading west.”

I read those words on my phone. It was from Scott. It was Sunday evening. I was reading The Crossing. After that I was thinking of my son. He was fast asleep and safe, but I couldn’t help think of him over and over and all I saw was

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