4, 3, 2, 1...

Yesterday, we weaned the last of the spring calves.  

These are the ones on the rented land.  Joe had the pens rebuilt a couple of years ago but there is no chute to load out of.  So we took some corral panels and made one.  Four chains, 3 panels, 2 gates and 

one Rav later, we thought we were ready. 

The calves didn't took too wild. 

And the cows were there to lend support.  

Joe got the first cut loaded without incident.  Then some how, one from the second cut escaped.  He got out between the trailer and the post.  The panel was chained to the trailer.  Neither one of us saw how he did it.  I think he managed to crawl underneath the panel.  

  Joe had to move the trailer and undo the chute system to get him back into the field.  And by some miracle, we were able to get him back into the pen.   We decided to take the others on to the house and not risk another escape by trying to load him on the already loaded trailer.  

So, another trip back to the farm and we brought him back by himself.  He only added 45 minutes to the chore.  I don't know what we will add next year to the 4,3,2,1.  Joe said maybe razor wire.