These were the teasing words of Don Esch's father when he first saw the land his son planned to ranch in the high plains of Colorado. Although they were only eight hours from the central Nebraska ranch Don had been raised on, the area was vastly different and much less welcoming to a farmer or rancher. There were no fields of cornstalks to fatten cattle on, and, with an average annual rainfall of only 11.5 inches, there was little chance of producing a crop large enough to maintain a healthy cowherd.
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