In south Louisiana Fall Leaf Peeping is mostly just a dream – spotty at best. We have been lucky enough to have enjoyed Fall Foliage in various places we visited. There are many people who make a pilgrimage of following the turning leaves. We found this free app for the iphone and android to help Leaf Peepers keep current with the turning leaves in various area of the country.
http://www.yankeefoliage.com/fmaps/leaf-peepr
Enjoy!
Let’s go visit Ft. Riley. Sounds great except we are not military. That does not matter, anyone can visit the Fort. Off we go. Sure enough we showed our driver’s license and were allowed on the post. In this time of extreme security, we were pleasantly surprised at how easy it was to visit this historic fort. The fort is a tribute to the U.S. Cavalry; not only the men yet also the horses that were a necessary and important component of the Cavalry. Continue reading
Louisiana Treasures Museum in Springfield, LA is a little known museum with a unique offering. Proprietor Wayne Norwood is dedicated to preserving the past so future generations will have a better understanding of how people lived, worked, and
played in Louisiana. Wayne has items ranging from Indian Arrowheads to Dry Cleaning equipment to early 20th century office equipment to glass eyes and everything in between. Two of the more unique items on the grounds of the museum are portable jails that were used to transport chain gangs from jail to work and back. We have visited twice and still have not seen everything in the museum. It is an education in the lives of Louisiana residents.
After our time in the drought ridden areas of Texas, Harlon County Lake was refreshing. We had a lakeside campsite and the water was calming to our wandering souls. Methodist
Cove Campground at Harlon County Lake was just a way stop for us. We were going from North Platte, NE to Junction City, KS. After seeing how beautiful the lake and campground were we decided on a three night stay. Continue reading
In this time of being politically correct we decided since we had visited Liberal, KS we should also visit Republican City, NE. Once again, we found the name had nothing to do with politics. It had it beginnings with the French traders, which we found very interesting being of French heritage. Continue reading
Fall means college football and nowhere is there a better example than South Louisiana where a sea of purple and gold is seen on any given Saturday. Being in North Platte, NE for the first Saturday football game night in Tiger Stadium, we wore our purple and gold. Having lived in Omaha, NE a very long time ago, we know how important football is to NE; almost as important as it is in South Louisiana. Continue reading
North Platte is where the Railroad meets the Wild West and we had to hang on for the show. This was to be a Rodeo stop so our born and bred Texas friend could attend his first rodeo. That is correct, this man from the Lufkin, TX area had never been to a rodeo and we wanted to correct that and make him a “True Texan”! Continue reading
As we rounded the curve on US Highway 16 outside of Custer, SD, there was Crazy Horse. His face looking out over the Black Hills, “My lands are where my dead lie buried.” As the monument progresses, eventually he will point to the black hills as well. Continuing through the entrance to the park and down the Avenue of the Chiefs, and closer to Crazy Horse, the enormity of the monument became apparent. Continue reading
The enormous majestic animals lumbered through the field, across the road and into another field. They had a grace unto themselves. Their big eyes seemed to look right through us like they knew what we were thinking. They were beautiful with their massive fur, staring eyes and grunting as they made their way to an unknown destination. Continue reading
The morning dawned cool; perfect for a farmers market in South Dakota. As most of you realize, we are addicted to farmers markets. If we are in an area with a farmers market we will be there when the market opens. So off to downtown Custer we went to shop the Custer Farmers Market.
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