Friday, June 13, 2008

Cow Camping Adventures =)

The following lyrics (sung to the tune of "Home on the Range") pretty much sum up the camping trip my husband and I embarked upon this past week:

1st: Oh, give me a camp
Where the cow people vamp
Where they frolic wherever they roam
They run through amuck
Ignoring our truck

Making our campsite their home.

Chorus: Camping on the vast open range
Where the cow critters act rather strange
Where often is heard
A profane sentence or word
When the bull comes through acting deranged.

2nd: How often at night
When the stars shine so bright
Can you hear bellowing ring through the air
From local beefy stock
Who think our camper's a salt block
Refusing to locate elsewhere.

Cheri J. Crane
June 2008

Yep, that pretty well says it all. We had bravely tried camping near a local reservoir called "Little Valley." Good times. We noticed there were quite a few cows and a couple of bulls in the surrounding area, but we figured if we left them alone, they would leave us alone. WRONG! as the photo above will attest. Once we had driven across the reservoir to try our hand at fishing, they flocked to our camper and were actually licking it to see what it tasted like. Silly cow people. True, it was an open range area (this means local ranchers can allow their stock to roam at will through the surrounding region) but in all the years that we've lived in Bear Lake Valley, we've never quite experienced this type of adventure before.

We finally moved our camper to the other side of the reservoir. Only one stubborn cow followed. She cried out most of the night, looking for a lost calf.
The fishing was horrible, the weather was yucky, and we had to leave early the next morning when it started to pour. The dirt road was turning into a slippery mess and we were afraid we would become a permanent part of the open range realm. Since the road was in such bad shape, we took a different route out and came across a beautiful little waterfall that we would have missed otherwise.

Moral of the story: life rarely turns out the way we envision. But if we'll keep our sense of humor intact and our eyes peeled, we can still find cool stuff along the way. ;)

Have any of you endured similar camping adventures? What was the funniest or strangest thing that ever happened to you while camping?


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C.L. Beck said...

Oh my heck, gal, you had me laughing at this!:) We've had similar experiences with sheep ... keeping us awake all night long as the herd grazed, and BLEATED all around our tent trailer.

Thanks for posting this; it put laughter into my day.

Also, thanks for stopping by my blog and commenting.

Cheri J. Crane said...

C.L. I can picture the "sheepish" adventures. ;) [My husband's family used to raise sheep.] Good times.

Glad this one tickled your funny bone. And thanks for stopping by.