Day Hike to Duffy Lake with Friends

On Saturday, my parents, Heather, Matt, Joaquin, two of their friends, and I went hiking to Duffy Lake with some llamas who needed training.  Ever year we run training hikes for the llamas we raise at Spring Creek Llama Ranch.

Up the trail we hike!

The three new lady packers didn’t eat a blade of grass.  Chief, an old pro, spent the whole time munching down.  He knows exactly what to do at lunch breaks.

My parents having lunch.

There was a LOT of snow still around the lake.

One of Matt and Joaquin’s friends swam out to the middle of the lake.

Matt looking awesome.

Heather and Joaquin looking at the lake and our crazy swimmer.

She made it to the middle!

 

A panorama of the lava plug that overlooks Duffy Lake.

I believe this is where Heather said I should stop taking pictures of her.

The Akubra hat strikes again!  Zach would be proud.

Back down the trail.

Unloading at the truck after a successful hike.

 

Time-Lapses of Driving to Newberg, Llamas, and Chickens

Today I went up to Newberg to train some llamas on the farm.  On the way up I took some time-lapse images of the drive.  It turned out okay but it would be much better if I could take pictures more frequently than once a minute.  My Canon S60 can only do one-per-minute intervals without being driven by a computer.  Maybe someday I’ll buy a new dSLR that is more versatile.

 

On the farm I setup a time-lapse of some llamas grazing.

The chickens were also interesting.  My camera doesn’t have the easiest of manual focusing options.  Hence why you get to see the gate in focus and the chickens blurry in the background.

Llama Llove

Yesterday I went up to my parents llama ranch to help do some toenail trimming, weighing, and training.

Webster is a funny-looking llama.  He looks even funnier when he blinks from a flash.

 

Webster and Goddard, two of our retired packers.

Poofy hanging out at the top of the hay stack.

My dad trimming the toenails on a llama.  After the first few animals, he handed over the clippers to me and let me get to work.  We did about 15 or so animals over the course of the day.

Poofy kept getting underfoot.  She’s lucky that none of the llamas stepped on her!

 


 

Poofy’s favorite position.

 

One of the tasks of the day was to re-breed one of the llamas with our stud.  She had been bred several weeks ago but it evidently didn’t result in pregnancy.  Thus, we put her back in with the stud and let them get down to business.

 

Yes, male llamas really do make that orgling sound when they are breeding.  Llamas are animals of few words but when they speak, they have very choice statements.

 

Lots of llamas!