A Weekend Study In Contrasts
I spent the weekend on Champion Ranch in
Centerville, TX visiting a friend of mine, Ed, who is a Hurricane Rita evacuee
from Beaumont. He evacuated to Centerville along with his two daughters and
several other people to the ranch which is just about halfway between Houston
and Dallas off I-45. It's been a handful of weeks since Rtia, but he's still
living in the Camp House on the ranch because electricity has yet to be restored
in his neighborhood and he has a very large tree lying in his game
room.
I spent the weekend on Champion Ranch in
Centerville, TX visiting a friend of mine, Ed, who is a Hurricane Rita evacuee
from Beaumont. He evacuated to Centerville along with his two daughters and
several other people to the ranch which is just about halfway between Houston
and Dallas off I-45. It's been a handful of weeks since Rtia, but he's still
living in the Camp House on the ranch because electricity has yet to be restored
in his neighborhood and he has a very large tree lying in his game
room.
Champion Ranch is not small. At
any given time there are anywhere from 2000 - 3000 head of cattle grazing its
fields. The ranch encompasses 8000 acres of forestland with 25 miles of paved,
single lane black top road that lazily criss crosses the property where cows and
other animals have the right of
way.
Ed's best friend, Tuffy, is
Champion's Ranch Manager (Tuffy got his nickname from having six older sisters
who beat up on him rather than anything having to do with ranching). Tuffy
spends most of his workday on horseback. He delivers calfs, brands cattle, and
vaccinates the herd. And yes, he does wear spurs.
And so I was fascinated by the life a
modern day cowboy. Then the conversation turned to what I do for a living, sell
software, and Tuffy's eyes lit up. This is where the conversation took an even
more fascinating turn.
Just a little
more than a year from now the federal government will require that all ranches
keep detailed records of every head of cattle in their herd from birth to
slaughter, including movement of a cow between herds, vaccinations, veterinary
treatments etc. Tuffy was convinced that the only way to effectively manage
this information was with computers. So with the financial backing of the ranch
owner, Dick Wallrath, Tuffy worked with a Houston firm to develop "Ranch Hand"
software.
Tuffy explained that every
head of cattle on the ranch is embedded with an RFID chip which is scanned by
the software and then everything you would want to know, need to know about any
head of cattle in his herd currently or had been in his herd previously is
available at your fingertips.
Using his
notebook computer (the kind that's waterproof, shockproof, with a rugged case),
Tuffy demoed the software for me which is web-based and can be purchased via a
client-server or hosted model.
Should
any health issues arise with any head of cattle anywhere in the nation, the
originating herd can easily and quickly be quarantined to prevent the further
spread of disease. This capability is especially important now that the
government is concerned that terrorists may try to threaten the nation's food
supply.
Certainly, the idea of using
RFID to track product is not so revolutionary, ala WalMart. But for your
everyday American rancher I can guarantee you this is a shock to the system.
Tuffy thinks he is about two years ahead of the market which is a good place to
be. He's got two years to get a running start on his
competitors.
And so it was a weekend in
contrasts, a mix of the old and the new. I was actually able to look up at the
night sky in what felt like the middle of nowhere and see the Milky Way, a sight
I don't get the pleasure of seeing in Dallas. And standing in the grass just a
couple of steps from the road I could hear the mooing of a cow with an RFID chip
in its ear.
Posted: Wed - October 12, 2005 at 07:24 AM