When I was a student at Gwebi Agricultural College in the early 60's we often visited farms to see firsthand what they were doing to improve production or manage harsh resources. We soon learned that you could tell what sort of farmer we were going to meet by two yardsticks - what was the condition of the farm fences and what sort of dogs greeted us at the homestead.
The first measure told us about the farmers technical and farming abilities in that we never found an outstanding farmer in any field who did not have neat, well maintained fences. Farmers with good human resource skills always had friendly dogs. Overall this really summed up the farmers abilities and potential for success.
Today, there is no more telling indicator of failure of agricultural policies and practices than our fences - there are none, and where they do exist they are untidy, ineffective and often in a state of collapse. They reveal many things - the absence of any real sense of ownership or pride, the lack of security, the absence of any idea of what fences mean in terms of management and control. Where those occupying the farms do erect fences they are seldom tidy or effective. That too says a great deal about the farmer.
Just what happens to the fences? Commercial farmers occupied about 10 million hectares of land in Zimbabwe in 2000, they had carefully fenced every farm - not just boundaries but also internal paddocks and lands. In many cases there were fences designed for game as well as cattle and small stock, fences two metres high, straining posts set in concrete and steel, gates and cattle grids. They are all gone, they vanish over time and you seldom see any sign of what they do with the wire and poles.
Friends of ours who farmed 25 000 hectares of semi arid land in region 5 or 6 in the south of the country are a useful example. He was once the top breeder of Brahman cattle in the country and ran the cattle in conjunction with wild life. He had fenced the property with two metre high game fence, cattle grids at the main crossing points and gates elsewhere, 8 boreholes and many kilometers of pipelines to feed water toughs. This is very dry country and the soils poor in most case. No surface water.
Sam had learned over the years that you had to rotate your cattle and he basically rotated the cattle so that at any one time he was able to rest half the farm in the wet season so that the grass could make maximum use of the rains when they fell. Over 100 years they maintained rainfall records and the average never varied significantly over 300 mls per annum. However in that period they had serious drought every 3 or 4 years - in some years no rain fell at all. In this hard, unforgiving climate, they made a living and when times were good were able to put in development. To do this eventually he had 3 800 kilometers of wire in his fences.