“I am so grateful to be part of a village,” ranch owner Madeleine Murdock said. “Most of the people here played together as children, went to school together, look out for each other and grow old together. There’s something to be said about the health and happiness of a community that is fortunate enough to live among all these generations.”
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SUBLETTE COUNTY — It was a crisp 36 degrees at 7 a.m. when about two dozen riders left the Murdock Cattle Company headquarters to gather up and brand 330 calves.
“We hope to be done by lunch,” said Caleb Helm.
By 8 a.m. all 330 calves, plus a mother cow for each of them, were being guided into the holding pens. Designated roping cowboys got their loops ready as they worked their way into the tightly packed herd. About 50 yards away, there was a big whooshing sound as propane gas ignited in the branding iron furnaces. Designated branders pushed the irons into the flames to get them at the correct temperature for the most efficient brand.
In between the herd and the furnaces, Coke Landers set up a line of five groups of kids, from elementary to high school, to receive and wrestle the calves. Each group had an adult helper.
“All my wrestlers are kids,” said Coke.
As he said it, a roper pulled a calf right up to the wrestlers, who swarmed it like hungry monkeys fighting for the only banana… except the “banana” was a big, stout son of a gun that fought and kicked like a gorilla.
The ropers don’t ease the slack until the kids manage to wrestle the calf to the ground and grab onto all four legs and the head. As soon as they believe they have the calf secure, they loosen the rope and throw it toward the roper so he can go back and snag another calf.
The brander waits patiently while the kids get control of the calf before applying the brand. Branders like to do good work. Nobody wants a messy, hard-to-read brand, or spend any more time applying iron to the calf’s flesh than necessary.
One, one-thousand. Two, one-thousand. Three, one-thousand. Four, one-thousand. Five, one-thousand.