Lessons from the cows
I went to a “townie” high school for the first year of secondary education — I hated it!
I have been passionate about Agriculture since I was a young tacker driving the tractor on Dad’s knee. There was never any doubt in my mind the rural industry was my destination.
So, I nagged my Mum & Dad until they were sick of hearing the sound of my voice to let me go to a District High School.
In 1993 they finally they gave in and enrolled me in grade 8 at Yolla District High.
I love nothing more than pulling on my boots and heading out to feed cattle or help Dad in the stock yards. So when the opportunity came to join the cattle handling team at Yolla, I jumped at the chance.
I have been kicked, horned, trodden on, squashed and trampled on but as far as I am concerned it was all in the name of good fun! I wouldn’t have been doing anything else.
Being involved with this kind of extra curricular activity taught me “truck loads” of responsibility and discipline. The trust that some of the most respected stud breeders had placed in me with their expensive animals was a big privilege and a huge honour.
I have formed some amazing friendships from my cattle handling days. For the last five years I haven’t been able to go to many shows even for a look, however walking into the cattle section and being greeted by old “Show” friends it feels like I’ve never left.
To this day I still keep in touch with the breeders who loaned me cattle.
I attribute much of my career success today to the lessons from the cattle handling team at Yolla – for me, no text book has ever given a better lesson.
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