Day two I arose late and headed out to "help" with fencing and scoff Sals superb muffins at smoko. Yum.
The afternoon was spent mustering and doing yard work. All the family had just completed a course on cattle handling which I call "cattle whispering". It is a big difference from the shouting and whacking approach I remember from 20yrs ago. Anyway I had a little go and the principles were clearly brilliant however my execution probable created more havoc than necessary. One of the key purposes of the work was to glue little patches over the eyes of calves with eye problems. So the output of the day was two paddocks of sorted cattle one sporting a band of demon private calves.