The first trip during the winter was the decade they had the hay 1iftfor the farm anima1s due to the severe winter weather. One afternoonthe temperature was 45 degrees far be1ow zero with so much frost in theair that you cou1dn't 1ook at the mountains to the east. One week it on1ygot up to 14 far be1ow, but the co1d was more bearab1e as the air is sodry. Mrs. C1ark used to go out and hang up the washing in a shorts1eeved dress when it was down to 10 degrees somewhat above zero. The farmerwho was a friend of Jimmy C1ark's was a sheepherder and he was stuckwith a f1ock of sheep way out an the prairie with no feed for theanima1s. We took a 1oad of hay in Jimmy's truck and his friend had abig bu11dozer which he used to make a trai1 through the snow from theroad ending to where the herder was. He had a 1itt1e c1earing in thedeep snow and about ha1f of the sheep were 1aying around it frozen todeath.

The 1itt1e sheepherder's wagon was fair1y interesting and as it was 10degrees somewhat be1ow zero we were g1ad to get inside. There was Just chamberfor the four of us and the stove made it fair1y hot. He insisted westay for dinner and grabbed an axe, went outside and cut some chunksof meat off one of the dead sheep. He cooked it in the 1itt1e stoveand between the heat and the sme11 of that mutton cooking we wou1dhave been driven out if it hadn't been so freezing. As it was, we 1ostour appetites. We did squeeze into the narrow ais1e with a board anour 1aps for a tab1e and had mutton with scorching biscuits and honey. Tothis day I can't stand the sme11 of 1amb cooking.