reindeer calf - The Cairngorm Reindeer Herd

9th October 202625th August 2026

My First Calving Season

My top three calving moments…

I’m almost at a complete reindeer year now, having worked through late summer, the rut, Christmas, and free range season, the last for me to complete the set – calving season! I was ready to be inundated with calves everytime I went up the hill each morning, but this May saw a steady trickle of calves, keeping all of us herders on tender hooks for which cows would calve next.

Some of the calves are incredibly tame right from day one, maybe because their mums are very friendly, or sometimes, in the case of this little guy – they’re just very curious about the world! (And maybe slightly dopey…)

My first trip up the hill at the very start of May left me disappointed to find that no cows had gone off to have their calves overnight. But I didn’t have to wait long for my first calf of my first calving season! (As we wait to let our adopters know which cows have calved this year, I won’t give away any of the wonderful mums at this time, but that doesn’t have to stop us from admiring all their beautiful babies!)

My first calf was a very small female with lovely, what we call ‘normal’ colouring. She did very well following her mum for quite a distance, while Amy, Kate and I gently pushed her from a distance towards the calving pen. The reason we do this is to put all our cows and calves together into a nursery area for the first couple of weeks of the calf’s life. From there they then return to the herd for a week or two before setting out onto the free range as a mini herd of mums and youngsters, set to return from the mountains in autumn.

An instant favourite reindeer for me, my first calf!

Calf number one of my top three calves this season, made it as far as she could before she flumped down tired into the grass and mum started to graze. Amy was then tasked with the awful responsibility of carefully carrying the calf alongside her mum into the calving pen – what a nightmare…

Amy juggling mum and baby, making sure to keep them close together and give them all the time they need while we make our way across the Hill Enclosure.

It’s really important when we’re moving the calves like this that we take it slow, allow lots of moments for the mum to be able to nuzzle her calf and for us to keep the calf right next to her. This could be by carrying her slightly in front, next to her face, or it could be by bending right over and carrying the calf by the mum’s back legs. These methods keep the mum calm knowing her baby is right where it should be and the calf can be constantly reassured by smelling, feeling, or hearing its mum.

Once we had got the calf over to the calving pen, we have to treat the calf. We use an antiseptic spray on the remainder of the umbilical cord (which leaves the calves bright blue), and we treat the calves with spot on, giving them protection straight away from the ticks that can be found on the hillsides. While Amy treated the calf, I held her close by mum before we put them both in with the other cows and calves that were mere days older than this one.

It’s a tough job being a reindeer herder.

With the excitement of finding my first calf over, the others started to come in a steady stream. As did the exciting moments up the hill. From hanging out daily with the growing calves – both in size and confidence, to setting out on my own for the first time to find a mother and her new calf in order to treat the calf. Thankfully, my first go of solo catching a calf to treat was one born to a very experienced mother who was very calm while I did everything I needed to. Calf number two was a success and I left mum and baby in a quiet spot with a very large pile of feed and lichen for a well deserving mother.

A great experience dealing with this adorable little guy!

My final top calving moment, and calf number three was my long awaited calving bet!… Every calving season, us herders will all pick a cow we want to back for calving season who hopefully won’t be the last cow to calve. The loser (whose cow is the last to have her calf that year) has to bake a cake for the many victors for calf naming night later in the year. It had become a running joke how much I didn’t want to bake the cake, and as the calves were born and the days ticked by – the joke was losing its steam and I’d begun planning recipes. But, I was saved at the very last moment, coming in second to last, my chosen reindeer had saved me from the jaws of baking and a wonderful female calf joined the herd! (Cue the celebration…)

Saved from baking – another favourite reindeer for me that’s for sure!

The next day after she was born and had been treated, it was time to bring mum and my saviour into the calving pen, so I set out following Andi across the enclosure to track down mum and calf and hopefully push them in. They had quite a walk to move them across the hill and it was pretty clear right from the first few steps that the calf was going to struggle to move through all the deep heather that mum had settled them both in. So, incoming that awful task that no one wants to do… I volunteered as tribute to carry lucky calf number three across the enclosure.

The walk took quite a while and required a lot of stopping to let the mum lick her calf’s face and to check on her. The calf was very relaxed and sleepy for the entire walk, but like any animal, they’re all different and need different allowances, and this particular female can be quite… grumpy is probably the best word. So we kept them close together and made sure that mum was in control. Finally we made it to the calving pen and they joined the nursery herd, much to the cow’s delight – nursery pen meant lots of lichen!

So, as June starts, calving season comes to an end and it’ll soon be time to walk the cows and calves out onto the free range. Having had the oppertunity to help with that in the start of June last year as a volunteer, it feels like a full circle moment. Maybe I can ditch the ‘L’ plates now…

Daisy

3rd July 20263rd July 2026

Calving 2026: That’s a wrap!

Calving 2026 went really well but it’s now all done for another year with the last calf born on 24^th May. It’s an absolute favourite time of year for all the herders welcoming the new additions into the herd and enjoying the few weeks with them before they head onto the free range for the summer. We try to get out when we can to visit them but what happens on the summer free range is completely natural so we don’t always see every calf returning which means it is what it is! I thought I’d write down a few moments that I’ve enjoyed this summer to share our lovely experiences with the reindeer and their calves so here goes:

Calving season of 2026 is all wrapped up and the herd has so many new wondeerful additions!

Filming – Mid May we took part in some filming which you will no doubt see later in the year (watch this space). As a result Andi and I headed onto the hill with a very small film crew of two other people and spent the whole morning hanging out with the herd which was mainly the cows and calves. As there was quite a lot of standing around while they were getting the shots they were after, it’s always during these moments you really get to enjoy being around the calves who are finding their feet within their new environment. Now and again they’d get the zoomies which usually meant mum flying after them trying to keep up and get them back under control… They can also be quite inquisitive and if you stand still long enough then you find a few calves come sniffing round your legs and giving a wee tug on your trousers.

Making the most of all the time we get hanging out with the lovely calves while they’re still tiny before their summer of free ranging.

Another nice moment I had was bringing Lolly and her calf in from our main enclosure which is around 500 acres of hill and forested ground into our smaller ‘creche’ where we keep the cows and calves once they’re born. I first had to locate them and of course they were at the furthest back point of the enclosure in the woodland, so, as I started pushing her back towards the herd the calf kept getting stuck in deep heather. Eventually I decided Lolly wasn’t taking her calf on the best route home so I thought I’d try catching her instead and walk them in via a more sensible and less vegetated route. Lolly is one of these reindeer who it’s hit or miss whether you can catch her to put her on a head collar or not so I was going in with caution, however, she was obviously in a good mood today and I caught her no bother. The three of us then set off, at a very slow pace, back towards our final destination. The calf at this point was only a day old so still pretty doddery… We stopped a couple of times, the calf had a lie down then a suckle of milk from mum then we’d carry on. It was a lovely sunny morning so I didn’t feel like I needed to rush. Both Lolly and calf were totally relaxed. From a reindeer who in the past was never up front and had a shy character Lolly has definitely gone up in my estimations.

Can you spot Lolly’s wee one trying to get through all the deep heather?…

A much easier route… A snack break before continuing on the long journey across the enclosure (long for wee legs anyway).

The last wee story I’ve got for you, or maybe this was more of a challenge during calving time, was when Winnie, our hand reared female from three years ago decided to start calving during one of our guided Hill Trips in front of 40+ tourists… There is a time and place Winnie! Herder Amy swiftly popped her on a head collar and brought her into an area a bit quieter and out popped a little pale coloured female calf. At first Winnie was not impressed by what had just happened and was showing no signs whatsoever of wanting or loving this new addition in life! So, Amy dried off the wee bundle and we all worked out where to go from there. We held Winnie so her calf could get it’s first milk as this is really important, however, her milk wasn’t coming through as it should so I suspect this little lass was premature. We brought her off the hill to our paddock area where we could monitor her more closely and after chatting with our vets decided to give her a hormone injection to help bring her milk on but also help with the bonding.

Winnie and her beautiful calf getting some time together in the barn at the centre.

This worked a treat and 2 hours after her injection she loved her wee calf and was licking her. The calf was still a bit too weak to stand and feed herself so we had to assist, however, with Winnie being so tame this only required some extra lichen (reindeer’s favourite food) for her while we held her calf in place. We did this every 3 hours roughly through the day and her last check/feed was around 10pm and first feed around 5am. The two then joined the reindeer on the hill so the wee calf could learn how to be a reindeer, not a human! Then at the beginning of June they headed for the high tops of the Cairngorms to spend the summer free ranging. With all the extra handling the calf got she was super tame and became a quick favourite amongst us herders.

It didn’t take long for Winnie’s calf to feel well rested and safe around all of the herders.

Here’s to the excitement and cuteness of calving season 2027!

Fiona

31st August 201823rd July 2024

A day out on the free-range

At the start of August, Lotti and myself were sent out into the mountains to see if we could find the free-ranging females and their calves. Fiona had spied a big herd from the road and thought it would be a good idea to get them to follow us for as long as possible with a bag of food, in preparation for the rutting season where the females will need to be led back into the enclosure. With our lunches packed and a bag of feed each in our rucksacks, Lottie and myself set off for a day searching for reindeer.

Lotti leading Hopscotch and her daughter Kipling, probably the greediest pair of females ever in the herd! The herd is following behind.

At the Ptarmigan restaurant, at the top of the funicular train line, we were rewarded with the sight of a large group of 20 females and two calves. Three females immediately ran over as soon as they caught sight of us removing a feed bag from Lottie’s rucksack. These turned out to be Hopscotch and her yearling Kipling. Hopscotch’s three-year-old son, Kips, is a regular on the handfeed line on hill trips and it was easy to see where he had inherited his greediness from! The third was a little reindeer called Pagan who proceed to half-heartedly shake her antlers on our legs in an effort to receive some food.

After spending lots of time with the twins, I was surprised to see how big the calves were on the free-range. Look at the size of the antlers on this calf!

With Lotti leading and myself following at the back, we managed keep the females as a group and walking for a good half hour around the plateau. We gave up when the herd started to trot off in all directions and no amount of running behind in zigzags would keep them together. We had just made the decision to put the feed out, when Lotti looked behind and discovered another large group of twentyish females had joined us! After putting a long line of food, we counted 43 reindeer in total.

Morven looking beautiful against an amazing view over the Cairngorms.

Once everyone was fed (including ourselves), the reindeer trotted off as one big herd, moving quickly across the mountain which was amazing to watch. Lottie and myself then headed to the summit of Cairn Gorm and around the Northern Corries in the hope of finding another group. Unfortunately, we spent the rest of the day searching for reindeer to no avail. We did however, have the most amazing day walking around the mountains, in shock the whole way that we were getting paid for this! I often have people telling me on hill trips that I have the best job in the world, and after this day out in the mountains, I would find it hard to disagree with them.

Julia

Three became separated from the herd but after a few minutes of calling them, they ran straight back over, not wanting to miss out on their lunch. There is still a bit of snow left over in the Cairngorms, even after the summer heat-wave, which we can see in the middle of this photo.

All of the herd following Lotti and her white feedbag. I was walking behind making sure they kept moving forwards.

My first time meeting Fly. Her antlers were incredible with one side towering over the other. Apparently she lost one of her antlers a lot later than the other, causing the mismatching in their size.