Cattle gone to Market

The time has come to offload three of our steers. We loaded them up with the help of Dad (Koleski) and (Chich) Cousin Dalibor. The cattle were no trouble at all, they were simply entice to the yards with crusty bread and then like clock work, they walked up the ramp one by one and straight into the trailer.

Luckily Chich didn't come on the journey to Ballarat Saleyards, because Dad ended up with cow dung all over his City clothes. It was so funny he was covered from head to toes with splattered cow poo. That's what happens when you hang around the wrong end of a cow.

Hopefully the sale tomorrow brings a good price.