Too Funny, Too Beautiful, Too Idaho By Bill Chisholm

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They say a picture is worth a thousand words… well I’m enough of a Luddite that I own neither cell phone nor camera. So I’m going to have to tell this story in words… I think you’ll like it.

Background here… I run a little ranch over on the river about 2.5 miles away from my place. I lie to bicycle over, grab my shovel and go move a little water. For those who know the area the road over is between Miracle and Banbury hot springs. There is a pretty little grade to pull heading over. On a scale of 1-10 it is about a 150 sweet late summer morning. I’m dressed in blue shorts, a bright tie dyed t-shirt, irrigating boots, sun glasses and my Buhl, the move, camouflage baseball cap worn backwards. I’m on my orange mtn. bike.. so I am a bit colorful.

There is another ranch between my place and where I’m headed. As I start to climb the hill I notice one of the neighbor’s calves is outside the fence along the road. There is a gate nearby, but as I advance the calf runs up the road. The grade is steep enough that I can’t get up enough speed to get above it and move it back down the hill towards the gate. What is amazingly rare for a Saturday morning is there is no traffic. I keep hoping for help to arrive and try to push up beyond the calf. We both keep climbing higher and higher, the calf trying to find away back through the fence. A white pickup crests the hill, I’m hoping it is a deputy sheriff, but no and the guy goes on by. The calf and I advance up the hill getting further and further from the gate. I am wondering where it will end up if I don’t get it turned back. I finally get above the calf and just then a deputy sheriff does materialize. I flag him down and ask for his help.

The plan is for me to head down hill and open the gate and him drive the calf back down the hill. He turns on his red and blue lights and starts herding the calf. I am down at the bottom of the hill, with the gate open. The calf is not co-operating running back and forth across the road trying to turn around and head back up hill. The deputy maneuvers his car back and forth and hits his woop woop siren. Suddenly four guys on Harleys crest the hill, they join in the herding of the calf. What a show, patrol car with lights flashing, a few guys on motorcycles alongside, a calf running down the road and a tie died hippie at the bottom to turn the calf into the gate. Twenty feet before the gate the calf has had enough and dives in and through a pretty good fence, the bikers whoop and ride by laughing with fists raised in the air, I close the gate and go over to talk to the deputy. “That was quite a show, bikers, cops and hippies, I wish I had had a camera.” He answered “That would have been pretty funny.”; and it was I laughed all the back up the hill and through my ranch. Ah, beautiful funny Idaho…. love you.

About Suzanne

Suzanne Lewis, editor and manager since 2000. Suzanne is a Planetary Peacekeeper, an Agent for Conscious Evolution, a Spiritual Healer, a Mother, a multi - faceted artist (beads, gems to trade beads; guords star seed art; published author and Lover of Life for the sake of All our Relations.
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