Canada – day 3a

After breakfast with Jeanette and Steve (from Red Deer Alberta), we all droveto Balgonie to Joy and Brian’s dairy farm, Broyhill Holsteins. We started out at the house with drinks and dessert. Delicious dessert! Homemade apple pie, Saskatoonberry pie, and cheese strudel. And ice cream.

Early days of a future milk cow:

In a different barn, the next stage in the progression to becoming a milk cow. As these cows reach forward to eat their specialized mix of food, some of the food is pushed forward and out of reach. Periodically, this robotic machine leaves its charging station to slowly follow a magnetic path to the end of the building then turns back and begins spinning, pushing the feed closer to the cows.

The main attraction was the big barn, all robotic.

This room is the control central for all operations in the barn.

Sand, the best bedding material. Bacteria can’t grow in sand.

Three to four times a day, a cow may freely choose to be milked. A cow may enter the milking station when the gate is open. At the other end, a gate with a feed bucket closes. Note the white brushes cleaning the udder.

Each cow is easily recognized, her udder has already been mapped. The white brushes have swung away and milking tubes find the teats one at a time and attach. Then the machine quiets and the milk begins to flow.

With the technological improvements, quality has improved and, Joy said, “a woman can manage a herd of 130 milk cows in 4 hours/day. Previously, it took two men 8 hours/day to manage 40 cows.”

Joy and Brian have three sons. The oldest, Josh, is a food-producing large animal veterinarian. Lucas and Adam run the dairy. Lucas and daughter Mecaella:

Lucas’ son Gabriel with Sandra (from Carrot River):

Julie came over with her granddaughters, Riley and Ella. Jeanette and Steve to the left, Joy to the right. Jeanette and Sandra are daughters of my mom’s older brother Fernie. Julie and Joy are daughters of my mom’s younger sister Eleanor.

Joy and Julie married Lindenbach cousins. They live about 2 miles apart. We headed to Julie’s next …

Canada – Day 1

Glenn did a great job organizing each day’s adventure. Today we toured the Depot where all Royal Canadian Mounted Police are trained. The visitor center:

We boarded a people-mover for the tour of Depot. Glenn worked as a carpenter at Depot for over 30 years and volunteers as a people-mover driver.

Beyond the parking area is Depot. No picture-taking allowed.

No trip to Canada would be complete without a stop at Tim Horton’s.

Wheatwyn Church where Glenn went to Sunday school and where both my parents were confirmed. The yellow field is canola, the green is field peas.

Cousin Gordon drove down from Melfort.

Behind the church, the well-tended cemetery.

The graves of my grandparents, Sophia’s great-great-grandparents, Ludwig and Julanna Manz.

Next stop, the Manz family farm now run by cousins Donald and Reg. My mother, the fourth born of 6 children, was the first to be born in the house in 1918. Donald and wife Marcia live here. Glenn brought cinnamon rolls and coffee.

Cousin Gordon drove down from Melfort. Our next stop would be the gray barn in the background, the structure built before the house.

In the loft, many birds chirping, piles of bird droppings.

The sons of Johnny, my mother’s younger brother. Glenn, Gordon, Reg, and Donald, plus Justin. Reg and Donald farm 22 sections of land (about 3500 acres). Some owned by them, others leased. They grow canola, flax, wheat. They also have small herd of cattle. Justin is 3 years younger than Reg and has gone up there to help with the harvest a few times (and loves it), so now he’s sort of like their youngest (adopted) brother.

From there, we drove to Southey

where Glenn’s younger sister lives with her husband Les. We had dinner in their backyard.

Another wonderful family get-together. Thank you Angela and Les! Tammy & Reg, Angela holding grandson Brooks & Les, Marcia & Donald, Gordon, Glenn:

To Canada

On Thursday, Justin & Jennifer, Thais & Sophia, and I drove to San Francisco to fly to …

My cousin Glenn welcomed us at the airport.

We stayed at a really nice rental in the Cathedral District.

Dave and Phyl’s

I will be here for about a week. Dave’s skills are greatly appreciated:

The view from across the street. Part of the Grant Kohrs Ranch National Historic Site.

Old US10, the view to the north:

To the south, in 1 mile, you reach the outskirts of downtown Deer Lodge. Population 2935 in 2021.

Hanging by a thread

After dropping off Avery at dodgeball camp and a little break, I picked up Carson at basketball camp.

One of his friends accidentally bumped him in the mouth but not quite enough ..

The “three amigos” as one parent calls them. Zane, Hudson and Carson, always in motion, impatient for the doors to be unlocked.

After games of pick up sticks, tiddly winks, and Chutes and Ladders, it was time for some livingroom baseball. This game was different. Thais came home but had an online meeting. I was sitting on the couch, Thais’ desk is behind me.

They only whispered, kept silent counts, and had no disputes. The only sound was the thwack of the ball on the pillow or bat.

Baseball game

There was some extra celebration because the Brewers were down by several runs but came back in bottom of the 9th inning to win by one run.

Carson got the game ball because in the previous game, he was “hit in the noggin.” By this game, he was ready to play pitcher again (standing beside the pitching machine) and his head only hurt when he raised his eyebrows.