Working with Cows in the winter is... interesting. I'm not really sure how this differs from spring time and summer time work as this is my first winter under the management intensive system. Suffice it to say, that there is a steep learning curve. Below is a breakdown of how I thought winter would go in my head, the way things are really going down, and the kinks that sometimes derail the whole thing.
The Ideal Situation:
In the winter, the ideal situation for my cows would follow these guidelines. They would slowly work their way through thick green grass that has been stockpiled on the back half of summer/fall. This grass would have been grazed at least one time, in early spring, prior to being stockpiled and would consist of a variety of grasses. Every one of these grasses hitting their growth peak during this fall to winter switch. The "growth peak" is the period of time just prior to maturity or seed reproduction. During this time, the ideal cows would slowly eat every square inch of the stockpiled nutrient rich grass. Not only would they eat it, but they would uniformly eat it. Every blade would be perfectly mowed as if I brought out the ole riding lawn mower to do the job myself. Finally, the girls would be so fat that they wouldn't need any extra hay supplements. The extra hay supplements, by the way, to which I don't have access. They would continue on utilizing only the grass native to my farm. The team would love this grass so much that even when snow came, they would root through it in search of these tasty green morsels. That's the ideal situation anyway. Let me be the first to admit that I may need to lower my expectations a smidgen. This is the color of my farm in winter. If you find green, it's the exception not the rule.
The Real Deal:
My cows do not follow any guidelines. Therefore, my cattle operation follows fewer and fewer of the commonalities others enjoy. The frustrating part is that every "old timer" around me is warming up the "I told you so" line. (To cover my rear, an "old timer" does not refer to one's age, but someone totally given to the conventional method of raising beef cattle. They are the first to point out the apparent flaws of my system.) My cows do whatever they want, whenever they want to do it. For instance: The don't do anything slowly. To think that they would take their time working through the pastures stockpiled grasses was apparently a joke. They immediately run into the next paddock and fight for the smallest morsel of fresh grass. This is the same fresh grass that was supposed to be all over my pasture by now. No! I started this little endeavor in the fall. Thus, I was unable to harvest the grasses at the appropriate time. Since I was unable to time this, all of the grasses have reached maturity. Instead of lush winter grasses, I have fully mature old world blue-stem everywhere. The girls hate it! Rushing to the next paddock indicates that they are not getting enough to eat. This left me with two options. The first was to open up larger sections for a paddock to allow the cows more grass to consume in a given day. The problem with this option is that they were already leaving behind mounds of very good grass behind them. They only wanted certain grasses. There goes the perfectly mown grass theory! Secondly, I could augment their daily consumption with hay. This is the method that I have chosen to employ. I have divided up square bales to be available for each move. Each paddock receives the appropriate amount of square bales for the cows. They eat the hay after they have searched the paddock for the grasses that they like and leave quite a bit of hay each day. They are literally never satisfied. Yet, this is my favorite part of the game. Part of the fun of this process is tweaking the different elements to ensure the happiness of my harvesting team. And I'm getting better at it. That is... until the snow came.
The Kink:
The day after Christmas, Texas experienced a freak snow storm. Actual snow! I mean, we get ice and stuff that they try to call snow from time to time, but this was real white puffy stuff. Snow! I have heard that cows are adapted to handle some pretty extreme conditions. I have even heard from folks that it doesn't hurt to leave them where they are to weather the storm. Maybe I'm a "softie", but I couldn't do that to my harvesting team. So, I abandoned my management intensive grazing system for a few days to help my girls ride out the storm. I moved them from out in the field where there was no cover from the snow to our goat yard where there is plenty of cover. In the goat yard, there are trees, the back side of a barn and many different things to aid in riding out the storm. The team didn't exactly understand why I brought them in from the field, but their concerns waned when I brought them some fresh hay. Also, the grass in the pen has been resting for the entirety of their stay out in the pasture. This meant that fresh young winter grass was spread throughout the cage. I knew that bringing them into these close quarters would mean the end of the stand of grass in the cage, but between the health of grass and cows, I choose cows every time. Grand total time spent in the cage was 3 days. After three days the snow had melted and the cows were restless to see the pasture again.
Wintering Cows Wrap-up:
I wasn't able to see the results that some have reported about being able to ride out a full blown snowstorm without changing their management intensive plan. However, I don't feel too bad. Reports have come in from across the state and the loss of cattle life was extensive due to the storm. I think the combination of a freak storm and my grass fortitude not being where it should be led me to balk at the first sign of significant snow. I'm glad I did! Maybe things don't need to go perfectly every time. That may be hard for someone like me to hear, but it seems to be essential to raising cows...especially in winter.
