- Location
- Cheshire
It does make me laugh. Our village was a major coal mining area years ago. So most of our fields have a slag heap in them somewhere. As soon as the blackies come off the lorries they all head straight for the first heap and all stand on top of it surveying the job before they set off grazing… it really tickles me!Maybe not the worst thing whilst they settle in though?
A few years back I bought 100 blackie ewes for a new to me, unfenced hill that had no sheep on, mostly casts but some gimmers too, and I thought I'd keep them close with regular feeding. I trained them to eat in adjoining fields for a good few weeks then tried them out on the hill, the young sheep stayed around for feeding but the older ones needed gathered in every morning to feed, they never got the idea at all. Come spring they were wandering further afield and I lost quite a few of them, the odd one turned up in neighbours gathers but I'd given up on the job as being a total disaster really.
To my delight I found a good cut of them the following autumn, living quite contentedly right up on the top of the hill, some of them are still up there with their daughters today. They're just about the easiest and most dependable sheep I've got now, maybe not easy to gather but always there, on high clean ground, safe from fast drivers and idiots with their dogs, nobody phoning to say one is limping or trying to mother them up with their lambs. Those blackies just crave height, which is something I've not really seen in cheviots.