We pulled into Fargo yesterday after driving almost 1,500 miles through North and South Dakota. As mentioned in my previous posts, there’s a lot of farm land in this part of the great United States of America. Hay, wheat, soybeans, corn, sunflowers … and a lot of each. We got some chuckles along the way reading what restaurants, churches and
About halfway between Bismarck and Fargo is Jamestown, home of a huge statue of a buffalo. It stands 26 feet high is 14 feet wide and 46 feet long. It weighs 60 tons. This man-made attraction has been drawing tourists since it was built in 1959. I remember being there as a kid. Frontier Village is a block long main
In addition to meeting the chaacters of the Old West through stories, we ran into some modern day characters. My cousin Robb is a salesperson for a drug company that sells only to independent pharmacies. The job over the last 30 plus years has gotten tougher. The company he orginally worked for was purchased, and then that one bought by
In addition to meeting the characters of the Old West through stories, we ran into some modern day characters. We dropped in to see Chuch Cochrane in Custer, SD. Cochrane taught at Fargo South High in the 70’s and 80’s with Dad, retiring to Custer in 1990. While in Custer he owned and operated the Trading Post up until four
In addition to meeting the characters of the Old West through stories, we ran into some modern day characters. While walking along Main Street in Deadwood a guy stumbled out of a bar for a smoke. South Dakota recently banned smoking so all the restaurants, gaming establishments, bars and other public places are smoke free. My cousin Robb reported that
In addition to meeting the characters of the Old West through stories, we ran into some modern day characters. At Spearfish Canyon an older man with a cane and a dog (not on a leash) approached me asking what I was shooting. Handing over my camera, he told me he shot Canons for years and currently has a Nikon, which
I-94 makes its way out of the Badlands with long curves towards the prairie. Fields begin to take up the space as it opens, the land becoming flatter and flatter going eastward. There were more semis on the road today, evidence of the health of the western ND oil boom … and the fact that we were on the Interstate
On our way out of Medora we drove a short distance of the 36 mile road through Theodore Roosevelt National Park, stopping at one of the prairie dog towns and at a secnic outlook. The Badlands remind me of terrain in science fiction movies. It is rugged, barren, and extremely unique.
A dozen Burning Hills Singer perform country songs at the outdoor Burning Hills Amphitheatre, that seats over 2,800. The facility is stunning, requiring a long drive uphill and an escalator down the side of a hill to the seating area. The Old West facade and live country band are the backdrop for the 90 minute performance. The singers are led
Medora is nine square blocks sporting the tag lane “North Dakota’s #1 vacation” to which I say Medora is North Dakota’s only vacation destination. It’s also home to Theodore Roosevelt National Park. Our first stop was the Chateau de Mores State Historic Site. The chateau was built in the 1880’s by the Marquis de Mores and his wife as a