Goodbye to the mountains. Goodbye to the sheep. Goodbye to our guys. The middle of September marks when the herds of sheep begin their...

Our sheep walk EVERYWHERE. From the desert country near Rock Springs in the winter, to the lambing grounds surrounding Kemmerer in the...

When most people hear "March Madness", I'm sure they think of basketball. The huge college tournament that is the excitement of the...

It all starts around the middle of September when mom and I ride in to count all the herds before beginning their descent out of the...

When you hear about a bum, you probably think of a poor looking, dirty, hungry, homeless guy begging on the side of the street. When I...

Do you ever dread walking into the grocery store? Walking up and down the aisles for nearly an hour trying to find the best deals and...

It is snowing. The sheep can’t handle much more of it. It is already covering everything. All of the grass, all of the salt sage, all of...

I roll out of the comfort of my blanket lined sleeping bag laid atop a cot. I pull my clothes on in the dark tipi and make my way over to...

My alarm goes off at 4:30. I ease my tired, sore body down off the raised bed in the cold camp. I get some heat going with the propane...

There are two forms of lambing: shed lambing and range lambing. They are very different, and yet share the same concepts just in...

Short on help and a snow blizzard... my attempt at saving as many lambs as possible I went home that night for a hot shower, fresh clean...

A short story of what to expect when riding into a sheep camp. My mom and I ride up the steep and rocky trail with raspberry bushes...