After our decision to obtain a doe from Green Gables Mini Nubians in Wisconsin, we anxiously awaited the spring 2012 due date. As we waited, we were contacted by a number of other people on the East Coast who wondered if we could transport their new mini nubian goats back from Wisconsin. These people would meet us at various locations on our way back to Virginia and pick up their goats from us.
After some map review, we realized that we could help transport 17 kids in the bed of our truck. In an 8-footbed with a camper top, we could provide a safe and secure trip back. Some of the goats would be dropped off on the way home, and 8 would be left by the time for people from South Carolina and Florida to pick up at our farm. Our excitement grew as we neared our May pick up date. I arranged to scoop our daughter Stephanie up in Kentucky on the way to Wisconsin and would drop her off again on the way home. That way we would have some great father-daughter time on the trip.
Father and Daughter
Two large dog crates. A bed full of straw. A few changes of clothing for the trip tucked in the cab. All of the goat supplies safely stowed. Off we went in our F150.
The trip to Wisconsin was uneventful, although long. We stayed at a lovely bed and breakfast along the way and really enjoyed some great conversation.
On arrival at Eliya’s farm, we were greeted by a warm and loving family that clearly cared for their animals and each other. We loaded up 17 goats and a cooler full of goat’s milk for the trip home (all of the goats were still being bottle fed 2-3 times per day) and off we went toward home
About an hour into the trip, on an interstate in Wisconsin, our daughter let out a shout to inform me that the camper top had just blown off. A quick glance in the rearview confirmed her statement. I had visions in my head of goats going every which direction.
After pulling to the side of the road, I jumped into the back of the truck. Much to my amazement, all 17 kids were safely hunkered down in the straw. None of the kids had jumped out or been injured in any way. Wow!!
Stephanie exclaimed “Why did we have to come to stupid Wisconsin to get these stupid goats” Clearly she just did not understand our yearning for the best goats in all of the world (lofty goals?).
The camper top was destroyed, but all of the goats, the stuff, and we were all in one piece, so needless to say, after the very kind state trooper told us that we were free to go with no citation and noted that there was a Walmart 5 miles ahead, we were ready to roll and sort out a solution to our very goaty challenge.
We put 9 of the little goat kids in the two dog rates and piled the remaining 8 goats in the truck cab for the trip to the Walmart. I am sure we must have made quite the sight. You can imagine the looks that we got from the cars passing with all those kids in the cab.
At Walmart, we purchased 2 more dog crates, arranged the hay in the crates, and packed everything snug as a bug in a rug, and took off for the rest of the trip. We met goat buyers along the way, dropping off kids and meeting some very nice people. We did enjoy a stay at another bed and breakfast, and then I dropped Stephanie off at her home and returned to Virginia.
What a journey….. And Journey sure is a beautiful doe. She was certainly worth an exciting trip to get her.
Later that summer, we found out that Journey was the last doe kid born to her mother, Echo Hills Molly O’Malley, who was a favorite at Green Gables. We are honored to have Journey and are so pleased at the 8 pounds of milk a day that she produces at her peak of production. She is an amazingly long doe who passes all of her wonderful qualities on to her kids, and she’s a foundational part of our mini nubian goat herd.
Journey as a 6-monthold doeling
It is great to look forward to life ahead, to dream and make plans. But a glance through the rearview can be good also, and I am thankful as I look back on Journeys eventful trip home, for God’s protection and provision along the way. I am thankful too for Eliya Elmquist for selling us such a wonderful doe and to my family. I am also so thankful for this trip and for Stephanie’s sharing the journey.
Never say goat farming isn’t an adventure.