“Shooting” an oxen … not so easy!

As we walked along a wooded path from the Mt. Vernon home to one of the adjoining farms, I heard what sounded like a cow bell and looked around to see where the sound was coming from.

I saw two people leading a pair of oxen along a path that was on a ridge above us.

Glimpses of the oxen were fleeting between trees, so I didn’t get a really clear picture.  What a disappointment.

But, when we arrived at our destination a few minutes later, lo and behold there they were!  But, again, by the time I got my camera ready, they had already passed us, so I only got a shot of their “rear view”.

But luckily a few minutes later they turned around and came toward us again.  This time I was ready … I got the shot.

I know you, like me, probably think of oxen as slow, plodding animals.  But I found this pair particularly quick footed and wily at avoiding having their picture taken.

That is my story and I’m sticking to it.  I refuse to admit that the problem might have been that I was “slower and more plodding” than them!

6 Responses to “Shooting” an oxen … not so easy!

  1. What an interesting place–I’m planning my trip in my head!

  2. Sandra says:

    It truly was, V. I know you’ll enjoy it as much as I did. :)

  3. Cheryl says:

    Enjoying all your stories of your adventure!!! ;)
    Miss seeing you….my people will call yours in a few wks……when I am allowed free again.

  4. Sandra says:

    Am glad to hear that you are on the mend. Look forward to seeing you. :)

  5. Linda says:

    These look like some mighty well-cared-for oxen, and the final picture was worth all the trouble. Is there more to this story…like what were the oxen doing there? If so, we’ll be waiting with bated (better than fetid) breath for the next installment.

  6. Sandra says:

    Well, miss fetid breath (have you taken a vacation from hygiene too?), I don’t know any more about the oxen. I’m guessing they were just there to add to the ambience. I was so excited to finally get my picture of them, it never occurred to me to ask what they were doing! Sorry — no more to the oxen story. :(

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