While checking the heifers one calm morning, I heard the drone of a motor. As I glanced up, I saw an ultralight plane making a lazy circle above my head and over a group of 22 heifers. The heifers are inside an electric fence that consists of a single hot wire. As the pilot was dropping lower, my awe was slowly turning to thoughts of bucking and snorting heifers on the loose.
My mind was begging and my eyes were pleading for the driver of the machine to stay a safe distance from the herd. I knew I could never keep the girls close if they spooked at the noise of the strange object hovering above their heads. As I held my breath, he passed us by without causing a stir in the herd. The heifers were rewarded with a couple of bales of our finest hay that evening.