i spent last saturday chasing cows all day long and it was a gorgeous day, save for the wind. not a cloud in the sky. it was big country, and we probably rode 20 miles by the time we had the cows gathered and bunched and lined out, heading west and southwest through two other pastures to their final destination.
here's mexican martinez talking our ear off as we rode. gesturing about something. his horse is fiddler.
they strung out in a long line and moved pretty easily.
this is up top, after we'd pushed them up a pretty steep draw and had about five miles to go, all on the flat and it was pretty easy.