Sunday, October 31, 2010

Shearing starts – then stops

Well, the show season has come to an end, that means one thing – it’s time to shear. Or at least it should be.

We started this year’s shearing with two of the weanlings, a couple of boys destined for wetherhood. You know, sometimes wethering some of these boys seems almost criminal, look at this one: rfleece

This is from Rudolph, one of this year’s drop, a Jolimont Warrior boy who, just a few years ago, would have been destined for a stud career. Today though, he just doesn’t cut it and will probably become a pet for someone early next year.

Doing all of our own shearing is a great advantage – it means that, instead of a mad couple of days, we can spread things out over a month.

Anyway… Rudolph and Bond are both overheating and so go to the front of the queue. Off with their fleeces and, like magic, there’s a sudden change in the weather. Rain, near freezing wind and two very cold boys.

shearingstarts “Can we have our fleece back please”

So we now have two boys in coats living in the very sheltered hospital paddock and shearing is on-hold until things dry out.


  1. That'a one nice looking pet fleece the bar keeps getting raised!!

  2. It's a shame, but he just doesn't carry it well enough across the rest of his body - these days that quality has to go a lot further than just the saddle and neck to cut the mustard as a white sire (if only he was dark fawn or brown!)