Our adventure continues as we head to the Black Hills of South Dakota. It’s a magical place with a rich history and fabled stories of the old west. The small isolated mountain range arising from the Great Plains was given its name by the Lakota Indians because of its dark appearance from afar. However, the … Continue reading Custer State Park and The Black Hills
We arrived at our campground by mid-afternoon. We checked in, found our site and set up. The campground was nothing more than a gravel parking lot with maybe ten to fifteen feet between campers, but we were glad to have full hook ups and the location near Badlands National Park was desirable. We were just … Continue reading Badlands National Park
It took us four days to cross Iowa and Nebraska on our way to the Badlands in South Dakota. Each day we would drive 250 miles, more or less, before stopping for the night. We were in no hurry. We searched for places to stop along the way where we could have lunch, stretch our … Continue reading Heading to South Dakota
After we left the St. Louis area, we drove to the family farm near Minonk, Illinois. Grammi’s cousin Dan, the third generation to own the farm, and his wife Julia were wonderful as always, providing us with a place to park the camper and making us feel at home. Grammi’s sister moved back to this … Continue reading Starved Rock State Park
Why do I write a Blog? That is a good question, one I often ask myself. “Why am I doing this?”, I say aloud as I pull at my hair. I struggle to write. So much time and effort goes into every blog I post. It is a love/hate relationship and I sometimes wonder if … Continue reading Why Do I Blog?
Our journey through St. Louis was a lesson in history. St. Louis’ location along the shore of the Mississippi River near the confluence of the Missouri River led to its development as one of the twenty-five largest cities in the United States. The water highways of the nineteenth century, including among others, the Ohio and … Continue reading Gateway Arch National Park & Other History Lessons
Some years back, my father bought a timeshare. I know…timeshares are a bad investment and come with a laundry list of problems, but I would never buy one for myself. My father, however, enjoyed the benefits of his timeshare. He especially liked staying in Branson, Missouri. “Son, if you ever get the chance, you should … Continue reading Passing Through Branson, Missouri