After a fairly quick run out to the Black Hills, our pace has slowed. We are thoroughly enjoying all the Black Hills have to offer and taking time to relax. We celebrated M’s 4?th birthday with a 6 pound cookie…
The Ubiquitous Cowfalo
Cowfalo: noun \ˈkau̇-fə-ˌlō\ 1. A ruminant mammal of the Bovinae subfamily often seen in the distant grasslands of the Great Plains possibly inhabited by buffalo. Cowfalos unvaryingly reveal themselves upon closer inspection to be merely cows. Millions of buffalo once grazed across the Great…
Black Hills Blast!
Two monuments to great nations stand carved in granite in the Black Hills of South Dakota. Both are unfinished, yet inspiring. Started in 1927 and “finished” in 1941 upon the death of its sculptor, Mount Rushmore is known the world…
B-B-B-B-Bad Lands and Bombs
We left Des Moines on June 20 bound for the Dakota territory. Sunny skies accompanied us across the back roads of Iowa. We took a short detour to Sac City, Iowa. Nestled along the North Raccoon River, Sac City proudly…
Thanks Dad (and Mom)!
Circa 1976. A burnt orange truck rambles down an Oklahoma back road destined for the Wichita Mountains. Strapped in the truck bed is a 12-foot, self-contained, camper. My mom rides in the passenger seat. I sit in the “boot,” a…
Diggin’ Des Moines
The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page – Saint Augustine Without family and friends, the tapestry of life falls apart. We are grateful to be able to share our experiences with so…
Kickin’ It in KC
On Tuesday, we snuck across Missouri under threatening skies to take up residence at the Worlds of Fun RV Park in Kansas City, MO. Our proximity to the amusement park made for some nice pictures. One might think we were…
Gateway to Great Times
We embarked on this trip expecting to see and do new things. But sometimes it is just as much fun to renew old ties and revisit the past. We did just that as we moved west to St. Louis, the…
Memorials and Mammoths
Morning. The sun stretches beyond the tips of the trees basking the trail in sunlight. Even at this early hour the heat is oppressive–the kind of heat from which there is no escape. The swaying Indiana oaks provide only illusory…
Ho Ho Happy Birthday!
If the stores don’t put up Christmas decorations soon enough for you, just head to Santa Claus, IN. We did just that on Tuesday, crossing over the Ohio River and into Wasting no time, we setup camp at Lake Rudolph…