Gut Rumbles

August 08, 2004


Between Montana and South Dakota, I saw more goddam HAY than I ever expected to behold in my life. I saw bales, rolls, small blocks and fields still not harvested that stretched as far as the eye could see. We passed truck after truck hauling tandem trailers loaded with hay. I saw farmers planting MORE hay. What do they DO with all of that hay? I saw a lot of cattle and horses, and even a few buffalo grazing on the big, rolling range there, but I couldn’t imagine them eating THAT much hay, even during a long, cold winter.

Recondo suggested that just because we didn’t SEE vast herds of hay-eating animals, that didn’t mean they weren’t there. “Those are mighty big ranches,” he said. “The rest of the herd might be behind one of those hills.”

I had to agree. That vast herd hiding behind those rolling hills is what gave Custer his fame.


Having seen a large amount of hay sitting around locally, and finally noticing a "USDA certified hay export fumigation center" type sign, I decided to look it up:
Evidently, the US exports over 2.5 million tons of hay a year, mostly to Japan. (Presumeably for delicious Kobe beef, etc.)

That, of course, and there really are huge herds of kine to feed domestically.

Posted by: Sigivald on August 9, 2004 03:12 PM
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