It's all in who you know.
The cattle trail we used that I mentioned above included crossing a main north/south hiway near Chugwater WY.. For years, we would flag down traffic while we moved the cattle across the road, but they didn't want to walk on pavement. People didn't seem to mind the delay and often got out and took pictures of the little rodeo gittin' the across.Often times we would scatter a bale of hay on the pavement to get them started across.
Well, along comes the US Gummint and wants replace the old two lane highway with an interstate, but there's no provision for us to cross an Interstate and you don't want try that with critters and that's a fact.
Well it so happens that there was a little two track road across the old highway that we been usin' to go from one pasture to the other for decades.
Now it's a law that when a new interstate comes upon any pre-existing public road, they got to make provisions for the continued usage of the road.
Well, my Grandpappy went to the County Commissioners and got them to declare that little 50 yard long two track road a County Road.
Them Interstate fellers had to build an overpass over that road.
I can tell you for sure, it's easier to get 500 head of 1000 pound steers to walk under that highway than to stop traffic and drive them across the highway.
BTW, in that picture of them saddlin' for the days chores, do you see even one gun? If there was any, they were packed away in the cow hand's bedrolls in the chuck wagon. A hand gun hangin' on your hip could beat the hell outta you if things got exciting. They could also get tangled up with your rope if you was to dally onto a wild one.
Them old boys saved their guns for pictures in the photo emporiums when they got to the railroad.
Here's a short tale about a day in the life of a modern cowhand.
Woppers