The snow was really high there for a bit and the water had frozen solid. A recipe for disaster on a beef farm.
The girls decided they were going to take a bit of a tour on us. Cows won't normally leave their field unless there is a reason. Some of our fences are a hundred years old and sunk right down to the point where any cow could easily jump over it, but they don't. Not unless they need to. In this case, the snow made it even easier for them to get out as it had buried most of the fence, and of course, the girls were thirsty. Impatient and thirsty.
This made for a very big struggle running through the deep snow to try and head them off before they get too far. There is literally nothing I hate more than winter and all the struggled that come with it.