A Herd of Staffordshire Cows

 I saw my first real staffordshire cow in 2004, that is, cows in the pottery making region of England.  We were driving on a country road.  I think we were the only car that had ever been on that road, as they saw us coming they all ran over to the fence.

My family teases me because I always have to take photos of sheep and cows when I travel.    I am most famous for chasing sheep up the mountainside trying to get photos

Anyway, back to cows.   Here is a photo of a beltway cow in Scotland.  Aren't they interesting!

Cows in Ireland

Cows in the Cotswolds.  They obviously have enough to eat, all laying down!

 I can't forget my trip to Germany and the Almatreib festival (driving the cows from the mountain pasture at the end of the summer)

Fabulous headresses, gigantic bells, pretty cows!

I'm always saying sometimes it is better to group collections together.  Well, I wandered all over the house and put all my staffordshire cows in one spot.  Quite a herd, don't you think!

 Below are creamers with milkmaids.

It cracks me up the way they all have their mouth open-- because that's how they look, moooo!

Here's a bunch of orange cows.  some are spill vases.  They probably were pairs at some point, but I only have one.  The bottom shelf is a cute pair.

I tend to like the figures with milk maids, as you can see below.

Every time I look at my cows, I remember a childhood story my dad would tell.  He would say:  "when I was a boy, I was a cow boy.  I had a cow, and I would take him to the pasture for the day.   He spoke with a very heavy accent "ven I vas a boy.."  Not being from this country,  a "cow boy"  was different to him than the cowboys of the wild west.  I mean, in his world, the horses were being used to pull plows, if you were lucky enough to have a horse.  Then, the young boys would take the cows to the pasture for the day.

He grew up in Ukraine and was working by the time he was 4 or 5.  His older brother was taking him to the field as a toddler and taking care of him.  As he got "older" he would go out on his own.   He is the little guy on the right.

He would talk about how he would spend the day in the fields "watching" the cow, playing in the stream, trying to catch fish and laying in the fields, watching the clouds roll by.  It sounds like some of the very few happy memories he had as a child.

I've grouped them all in a display cabinet off the kitchen.

You can see why so many staffordshire cow figures were made.  They were an integral part of daily life back then.   Now they are part of mine!

Fall Festival in the Alps: Party Til The Cows Come Home

Have you ever seen the photographs of cows decorated with flowers?  I have, and did some research on it. The farmers take their cows to the upper valleys in the alps for the summer.  Then in the fall there is a festival to celebrate bringing the cows down from the alps back to their meadows in the valley.  The festival is called "Almabtrieb" in Austria and "Viehscheid" in Bavaria.   It does happen to be in September and October, but is different from Octoberfest.  There are over 190,000 cows taken to the upper meadows.  The festival we attended had 500 cows come down.

When I was planning a trip to Germany and Austria, I decided that I would try to find one.  Indeed I did!  The cows were wearing head-dresses of beautiful boughs decorated with flowers.   What an experience.

Waiting for the parade to start, the cows headed for the first available grass.  Look at all the beautiful wildflowers!

The children headed up to the fields last - so I caught a glimpse of some of them that were in the parade.

I'm not sure what the signs mean--but I think it has the farm name, and possibly milk production?

When the cows came down the road, everyone had to get out of the way!

 They carried sticks--to keep the cows in line.

As you can see, they tended to wander off.

Each family leads their own herd.

Aren't the kids wonderful in their lederhosen and dirndls!

I was delighted to see some goats and sheep.

This cow needed some extra coaxing.

However, you can see that cows are herd animals and seemed to do a great job just following the one in front.

Well, some liked to travel in packs.

Notice the lift runs year-round (above background).  These people take hiking very seriously.

 These were a little smaller, and had smaller head-dresses.

 Everyone knew each other, and clearly had a great time.

 I was on the other side of the railing, with a zoom lens.  Check out those eyelashes!

Now that's a big bell!

Of course there are beautifully embroidered bell collars too.

These guys had little bells.

These two had such huge bells they could barely move their neck!

Of course there was music.  The street was lined with people, restaurants spilling out onto the street, and in the town square, picnic tables were set up.

Yea we had the slappy dance later in the day.  Lots of accordian music.  There were booths with all kinds of  food, beer, vendors with crafts.  Be sure to stop and get your lederhosen and dirndls on the way to the festival.  Face it, you'll have a perfect costume back in the states.

When it was all over, we headed down the hill with the cows.

They were happy to get to the lower pastures where they could graze.

 We said good-bye to this beautiful countryside.  I still can't get over the beautiful flowers on the balconies.

The countryside is so beautiful!    I am so happy that I went to the festival.  If you ever come to Munich for Octoberfest, be sure to add an Almatreib festival to your trip.

I used this link to find one in the area I was traveling in. http://www.allgaeu-viehscheid.de/viehscheid-termine.html

Be sure to Google "Cattle Drive in the Alps" and you will get lots of them.  It is "Almabtrieb" in Austria and "Viehscheid" in Bavaria. I did not look to see what it is in Switzerland.

Below is a video on preparation for a drive from http://www.tyrol.com/cattle-drives.



Of course I also have one to share--so you can see how noisy all those bells are!