Two hundred cows, and then sixty.
For forty years the milk left in a truck. It went to a plant in Portland, mixed in with milk from dozens of other dairies, and came back out days later as products bound for hundreds of miles away. Meeting the co-op's quotas meant keeping two hundred cows and asking a great deal of every one of them. We wanted something different — for the animals, and for the milk. So we stopped. There are sixty cows now, and their milk is bottled a few hundred feet from where they're milked.
The creamery is the old milking parlor. Dave gutted it in 2012 and spent the next eighteen months putting it back together — roof, wiring, floor, walls — buying the milk tank and most of the equipment secondhand and doing nearly all the work himself. An engineer's answer to a dairyman's problem. It took years longer than anyone planned.

































