WHEN YOU’RE 1,200 POUNDS with a set of horns fit for an oilman’s Cadillac, temperament is everything. As such, there is much to like about Drew, the herd sire at Raven Moon Yaks, a majestic creature who resides down there somewhere beneath his great blanket of black and white fleece, and moves slowly and elegantly around the pasture like a fringed parade float, seeking grass and adulation in the shadow of the low peaks that flank Lake Champlain.
One other thing to know about yaks, say Raven Moon owners Steph Larsen and Noah Weber, is that temperament is hereditary. So Drew’s offspring are in high demand, giving a boost to the breeding operation they brought to the North Country from Montana on the
