Posted on 06/01/2015 4:43:42 PM PDT by ETL
Threatening floodwaters in Texas prompted the rescue of at least 200 cattle Sunday as cowboys and law enforcement led the herd on a 9-mile journey described by residents as a “once-in-a-lifetime” spectacle.
In Liberty County, outside of Houston, the animals were stranded for days on a 50-acre piece of land in the Liberty Bell Ranch that had become a shrinking island as the Trinity River flooded.
More than 10 inches of rain has fallen during the last month over eastern Texas, with some areas receiving up to 20 inches, KHOU reports.
So local rancher Pat Henscey rounded up 150 cowboys, air boaters, volunteers and police officers to assist in a rescue effort that began Sunday morning, the Houston Chronicle reports.
The cows were urged through water, and calves that couldn’t swim were put on boats and carried to land. Some of the cattle drowned in deeper waters, although officials did not have an estimate as to how many.
By the time the herd reached the town of Dayton, hundreds of people lined the streets to witness the event and take photos.
"It's not every day you see a cattle drive going through a major highway going through downtown,” Liberty County Sheriff's Capt. Ken DeFoor told the Houston Chronicle. “You see that in the movies, but you don't see that in real life anymore.”
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Real men.
“Let’s get outa here.”
“No, I think we should recap what we’ve buried so far this trip.”
bttt!
Had I known about this, I’d have driven over and taken a gander. Maybe even shoot a few photos. And then driven over to the cafe in Moss Hill for a chicken-fried steak. Missed opportunity.
It’s dangerous work.
Just a few years ago a man was on horseback getting cows out of the same piece of property when it was flooded.
They found his horse but they never found him.
How far are you from where they were?
Oh, I travel old 90 quite often, at least once a month. Although I often opt for the more rural farm roads, around Saratoga, Rye, Batson, and such. I’m at my sister’s now, and it would have taken me no more than an hour to get to Liberty.
I’m in New York City, and have been to Texas only once. Actually drove there from here to bring a future ex-wife to her sister’s. Somewhere near Dallas. We visited the JR Ranch with its phony oil well props.
Somewhere near Dallas. We visited the JR Ranch with its phony oil well props.”
That’s not Texas.
I bet the snakes are cantankerous about having to relocate.
Yes, I’d bet they were really pissed. Or should I say “hissed”. har har
My heros have always been Cowboys.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMko5LelBdA
Here’s hoping (There’ll always be a cowboy)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ClfYCzugDT4
Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don’t let ‘em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make ‘em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
They’ll never stay home and they’re always alone
Even with someone they love
Cowboys ain’t easy to love and they’re harder to hold
And they’d rather give you a song than diamonds or gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levis
And each night begins a new day
And if you don’t understand him and he don’t die young
You’ll probably just ride away
Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don’t let ‘em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make ‘em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
They’ll never stay home and they’re always alone
Even with someone they love
Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms, clear mountain mornings
Little warm puppies and children, girls of the night
And them that don’t know him won’t like him and them that do
Sometimes won’t know how to take him
He ain’t wrong, he’s just different but his pride won’t let him
Do things to make you think he’s right
Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don’t let ‘em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make ‘em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
They’ll never stay home and they’re always alone
Even with someone they love
Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don’t let ‘em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make ‘em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys
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