Not many people think of cattle and alfalfa as a Mono County thing. Mountains and ski lifts, hiking and snowboarding, biking and running, sure.
Those bovines you see as you drive past the airport on the way to Crowley Lake grazing in the rising sun? They are far more than something iconic and Western and rustic to look at.
Those cattle are worth millions of dollars.
Those green, verdant fields you see up by Bridgeport, back-dropped by the towering Sawtooth ridge that feed them?