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Wind is story of our lives

By Jerry Nine

(April 30)—Wind, wind and more wind. While most of us around here are sick of the wind—you do not have to go very far east and some are sick of the rain. A lady who runs a bait shop around Grand Lake by Tulsa about 10 days ago said she was tired of the rain as it was ruining her business.

And most of us would say a hail storm would be fine as long as the hail wasn’t too big. Anything that is in the form of moisture (would help).

However, the calf prices do not reflect dry weather at all. Last week we sold some thin 300-pound steers that almost brought $3 per pound. I had some decent black steers that came off short wheat weighing 707 pounds that brought $186.50 per hundredweight.

Everyone has to promote his own business but if you are selling your cattle on the video and shrinking them 2 percent plus paying them 3 percent to sell them, you might ought to figure how much money you are leaving on the table. Five percent of $1,350 per head is $67.50 per head. And perhaps if the sale gains you 2 percent in weight rather than shrink them, that is $26 per head more. That $26 will more than pay all the commission plus three days’ feed and perhaps the trucking.

I was talking to a cattle customer about 120 miles west and he said this past week he encountered what he thought was as close to the Dirty Thirties as he ever had. He was driving down the road and immediately ran into a dirt storm. This dirt storm was so thick he could not see past the end of his hood on his pickup. He said it was blowing off a field and appeared it lasted for a half mile. He said perhaps maybe a quarter of a mile but he said it was the scariest thing he had ever encountered, as he couldn’t tell where the road was. He tried to pull to the side of the road and luckily got through it. There was a 16-vehicle pileup just a few minutes later.

This morning one cowboy said the wind was supposed to blow 40 miles an hour again today. Another cowboy spoke up and said, “Well, the wind will have to die down some for that.”

I was riding in the pickup with a friend of mine the other day. Some would say this friend is a little hick-like or just plain ole country folk. To me it seems like he could easily be part of the family. The highway patrol stopped him and said, “Have you got an ID?” My friend responded in his normal country twang slow voice and said, “’Bout what?”

My younger sons had to take a sack lunch to the track meet the other day. I mentioned this to the cowboys drinking coffee that morning. One said, “You know what the original sack lunch is? Calf fries fresh out of the sack.”

Editor’s note: Jerry Nine, Woodward, Okla., is a lifetime cattleman who grew up on his family’s ranch near Laverne, Okla.

Date: 5/5/2014

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