The Shortest Route from Here to There is Never a Straight Line

This is the ‘little’ hayfield.  On the other side is a sagebrush patch the cows love to sleep in.

And always, always, always you MUST walk in the ditch (a little ways) to build up momentum to get there.

Cows are such goofs, all they have to do is walk straight and they would get to the corner, but they zigg and zagg all through the hay field. 

 And where the first one goes, then they all follow.

Linda

17 thoughts on “The Shortest Route from Here to There is Never a Straight Line

  1. Neat photo! Says a lot! The wandering path makes for a much more interesting photo! I’d like to take a walk down that path. Well, at least I can imagine the walk.

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  2. Hi friend, Snow is falling here with lots more forecast-yuck-I’m ready for spring!!!! Love the trail that any animal makes. Yesterday we saw a herd chasing a truck with hay in it-so funny to watch. Hope you’re having a great day.
    Hugs, Noreen

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  3. We can think of this three ways. 1. they are adding a couple of extra steps in order to get their 10,000 a day quota. or 2. they are looking to enjoy a little different view. or 3. they are goofs. Yeah, I’m going for no. 3 also.

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  4. Hi Linda of C

    Yes the paths of cattle, sheep and horses are really quite fascinating.
    So far I doubt if any of us of the human race have worked this out, and none of us yet speak, cattle, sheep or horse languages! Quite a mystery?
    Way back in my boyhood days, I recall these “paths” went from one gate to the next via the longest route of a meandering river. So in paddocks of 1,000 acres plus they were really interesting to follow. So you could start at the first paddock gate eg: on the left side of the paddock and go to the next gate at the right side end of the paddock. As a kid,( started this about the age of 8 till about 11 years) when I rode my horse to the little school at a place called Boomi, I made the paddock by paddock route my way to school – 7 miles (plus) away from the homestead. My parents and grandparents told me just follow the ‘cattle’ paths and CLOSE the gates! The last part was the important part – God help you if you didn’t close those darn gates!
    The last mile of this journey was on the road going to school. By that stage a few other kids had joined in from adjoining properties, for this last mile, we sometimes raced each other like as if we were riding in the Melbourne Cup and also hoping to God that no-one saw us as that would have meant a quick kick up the bum! Unsaddled the horses in the “Catholic” or “Anglican” church yards next to the school, ensured the horse was OK and at Boomi in those days raced to play tennis on the school court before school commenced (9.00am). The 1950’s “Rawhide” era! Then at 3.00pm the return trip! Get the “milkers” in and by 5.30pm you would be finished the days activities. Now kids of that (8-11) age can’t even cross a road without assistance!
    The paddock crossings after the road section after a while became simple, horses are very intelligent animals and they knew the route path. All you did was sit and walk the horse, then canter but really God help you if you were ever caught galloping your horse. Well, we did, and I never got caught! I think the horse at times really wanted to gallop, the quicker home and unsaddled and let loose suited the horse.

    Great entry as always Linda of C – informative of what life is like on a country property. “Those were the days, my friends, the journey never ends” etc. – new song!

    Cheers
    Colin

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  5. Funny Linda…. I wonder if “I” were to wander around more and not walk in straight paths IF I would get more exercise and be healthier… ha… Maybe by not walking the straight and narrow, the cows stay healthier!!!! ha

    Hugs,
    Betsy

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