Cows Gone Wild: The Udderly Delightful Story of Kootenay Meadows

Cows Gone Wild: The Udderly Delightful Story of Kootenay Meadows

Cows Gone Wild: The Udderly Delightful Story of Kootenay Meadows

Alright, let’s talk cows. Not the ones on your favourite cheese wrapper or that suspiciously judgmental one in your dreams — we mean real, live, grass-munching, milk-donating bovines right here in our own backyard.

Que Kootenay Meadows, the holy grail of moo-licious, organic dairy goodness. Nestled on a glorious 900 acres boasting organically grown grain, alfalfa, and pasture (basically, cow heaven), this family-owned farm is living proof that you can have your cheese and eat it too.

Starting out with specialty cheese and a dream, they’ve now blossomed into a full-blown dairy empire — and by “empire,” we mean 100 cows living their absolute best lives. 

Cheese, Please!

They now whip up everything from a soft Scottish-style cheese, to Quebecois cheese curds, a bit of cheddar, and even — brace yourselves — soft serve ice cream, made right in the farm shop. Yes, you can literally meet the cow before you eat the cone. Now that’s farm-to-face service!

Cows + Community = A Moo-ving Experience

One of the best things about Kootenay Meadows? They’re not just about the dairy — they’re all about the dairy experience”. Their barns are open during shop hours, so your kids (and let’s be honest, you too) can hang out with the cows, see the farm in action, and probably fall in love with a Jersey named Daisy.

But the real showstopper? The Spring Turn Out Event, happening this Saturday, April 19th. Imagine a joyful stampede (ok, more of a jubilant trot) of cows leaping into green pastures after their winter hiatus. It’s like Coachella for cattle — complete with tail flicks, happy moos, and the kind of grass appreciation that puts your houseplant obsession to shame.

Bonus!

They also host artisan markets through the summer and the cozy fall turn-in event, so if you’ve been looking for a place to buy a hand-knitted tea cozy, a jar of small-batch jam, and a wheel of cheese — while possibly petting a calf — look no further.