With help from my friend Eric White, the sheep completed the second stage of their Tour of Sullivan today, ending up at the Casey place. A little experience and a working transmission made this move feel much smoother than the first one two weeks ago, though it was still a long day. I was pleasantly surprised that the sheep already seem acclimated to the trailer, with half the flock jumping right in. The other half took a bit of persuasion, but no sheep-lifting was needed. I was also comforted that I’m starting to understand how to make the trailer go backward in the direction I want; last time I feared that this skill would be years in coming.
The most challenging part of the flock move was convincing them to jump over a tiny stream to get to their pasture. Cass pushed and I pulled, and eventually the sheep decided that the lush pasture trumped their fear of the jump.
The Caseys, who have been enthusiastic supporters of my shepherding madness, seemed to be enjoying their guests this evening.