Today was the day I did something I
would not have expected to in Australia: visited a sheep farm. Turns out sheep
farms are actually pretty big here and there’s one basically just up the road
so we figured why not? Not wanting to all cram into the van, Sivan, Emily, and
I caught a ride with Chris, an LSA (learning support assistant aka
paraprofessional) from our school who we had invited along and we made our way
down to the farm. Let’s side note to mention that Terri, bless her heart, is
not the best driver and somewhat directionally challenged (no judgment because
let’s face it, so am I) so when we got to the farm, there was a sign out front
letting her know she had made it.
Once we got there the first thing Emily and I did was jump all over the cutest puppy in the world. Bob is a 4 month old kelpie, which is a sheep dog. His dad and mom, Digger and Jenny, were also nearby. Craig, the owner of the farm, told us they had about 10 acres and 1500 sheep. He explained that the sheep pretty much wonder where they like and anytime they need to be brought in, Digger does that. I’ll admit I’ve never known much about how sheep dogs operate but I finally got the chance to see.
Once we got there the first thing Emily and I did was jump all over the cutest puppy in the world. Bob is a 4 month old kelpie, which is a sheep dog. His dad and mom, Digger and Jenny, were also nearby. Craig, the owner of the farm, told us they had about 10 acres and 1500 sheep. He explained that the sheep pretty much wonder where they like and anytime they need to be brought in, Digger does that. I’ll admit I’ve never known much about how sheep dogs operate but I finally got the chance to see.
Craig sent Digger out to the field
with the command “Go back” which means go behind the sheep. First he circles
the sheep so they get scared and group together. Then he gets behind them so
they run the way he wants them to. Two of the girls, Lillian and Laura,
actually joined Digger in the running of the sheep and it was pretty amusing.
Once they are brought down to the smaller area, they are ready to be caught.
This was also something I watched several of the group members try (I, however,
did not. The one thing I’ve turned down while here and mainly because it looked
a) like a lot of work and b) terrifying- animals are unpredictable!). Turns out
it’s quite difficult. What you do is grab the sheep by the chin and turns his
head towards his body (don’t worry, it’s not hurting him). Then, put your legs
against his side and push his back hip, somewhat knocking them off balance.
After this, they just sort of roll right over in between your legs and you
basically cradle them. It’s hilarious to see the sheep just sitting on their
butts looking up at you. Once you’re there though, you’ve got them. I was
willing to at least cradle the sheep to see how it feels.
Of course you might expect them to be very soft but when you think about it, they’ve been living outside so they can be a little rough.
Of course you might expect them to be very soft but when you think about it, they’ve been living outside so they can be a little rough.
Our final step was sheep shearing.
We learned that sheep shearers are paid by the sheep, the fastest record in the
world is 40 seconds (Craig did his in six minutes), and, when done correctly,
you will end up with three separate pieces of wool.
The first piece will be the belly, the next will be the legs, and the third will be one large piece that is the rest of it. It’s amazing because when you think about shaving or cutting hair, it falls off in pieces. But with shearing, it’s literally one big piece, like a blanket.
The small pieces are tossed and the large pieces are separated by grades: AA, AAA, Super AAA.
The first piece will be the belly, the next will be the legs, and the third will be one large piece that is the rest of it. It’s amazing because when you think about shaving or cutting hair, it falls off in pieces. But with shearing, it’s literally one big piece, like a blanket.
The small pieces are tossed and the large pieces are separated by grades: AA, AAA, Super AAA.
After watching him do all that
work, we were hungry. They served an amazing lunch of sirloin steak (which,
yes, I did eat even though I rarely eat steak), salad, potatoes, coleslaw
(which I also ate despite the rarity as well), and I even tried beets for the
first time (not a huge fan but could be worse). For dessert, apple pie with
custard. To work all this off, our last event was both a surprise and a blast:
boomarang throwing. Turns out I’ve been picturing it wrong the whole time! Rule
number one is the hold it up and down, not sideways. Depending on the make or
the wind, you can tilt it a little but mostly up and down. Also, you need to
throw into the wind and be sure it flick your wrist. It’s all about the wrist
flick. Now, let me just say, my first try at it was actually pretty good. It flew and in the right direction and it curved back towards me, it just didn't make it all the way. My second go however, well...
We had so much fun watching each other practice and giving it a go
ourselves. I’ll admit none of my 5 or so attempts ended with it actually coming
back to me but some came close. With practice, it’s sure to happen. We said
thank you and good-bye and headed home where I spent the next few hours doing
the dreaded p-word: packing. I swear I’m going to have to buy another suitcase;
I have way too much stuff! I got a break at the end of the afternoon as we all
met up at the villa café and had dinner together. Afterwards we had our very
last seminar meeting. Tonight’s topic? Interviews. We talked about all the ins
and outs and even did some mock questions with each other. Nerve-racking but
important. At the end of the night Terri handed out goodies and certificates
and we headed to bed, ready to start our final week in Australia.
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