Rollin', rollin', rollin'

After visiting the cow camp on the weekend, we figured we had to go out and watch as they broke camp and continued north. I won't bore you with a lot of chatter. The pictures speak for themselves, starting with this one of a little dude and his dad who lived nearby the camp and came to help out.



Taking the victuals along.



These guys figured half a mile was a good enough walk and they needed a snack.



Bringing up the rear.

So there it is, what Carmen refers to as "the grandaddy of them all." Awesome.