We did a drive into Willow Creek...twenty years ago I'd taken Jerry there. He wanted to show Judith the Z-U and our old ranch. I'm sure she got way more history than she really wanted, however she appeared to absorb every bit.
This old gate which is behind the bunkhouse on Dead Horse Creek is still there. Sid built it in the mid 50's. He measured how tall I was horse back, and how wide Sally was (she rode a fat mare), and built it to those specks. I grin every time I see it. It's about history now.
Then we ran up the Green. We had our lunch just across the Kendall bridge. Then they got a tour of our pastures that Bob managed and our old cow camp.
Bear tracks along the way. This was a small sow, and there were tracks of her this year's cub. The country is dry and the trees are beginning to turn.
