As we entered North Dakota, our first sights were of the Badlands. We stopped at Theodore Roosevelt National Park to get some good views of terrain that reminded us greatly of the old western movies we used to watch (John Wayne et al):
Along the road, we passed The World’s Largest Holstein:
Arriving at Bismarck, it was late afternoon (time change) and the only campground in site posted signs that they were full. But the owner and staff were more than helpful, and found us a lovely large tent site with electricity (so we could run our AC), provided water – and even hosted an ice cream social after dinner! Anybody traveling through here must stay at Bismarck KOA (there, that’s my advertisement done).
At Bismarck we spent a day exploring, intending to visit the Cultural Museum at the State Capitol. But when we got there, a tent city was set up – not sure what the protest was all about, but brought back memories of Vancouver, BC’s experience a few months ago.
We did find Buckstop Junction, where we explored old buildings and learned some history of the area:
We’d seen tin ceilings before:
But it was hard to believe that the finish on some of the buildings was not stone, but tin also:
I loved the paper doll collage in one of the houses:
(Can you see Maureen’s shadow reflected in the corner?)
And of course the handiwork:
In the school house, the schedule made me wonder how the teacher kept it all straight:
In the post office – apparently they’re still looking for Al Capone:
Carrying on through ND, we came to Jamestown, birthplace of Louis L’Amour. Grizz is a great fan of his writing, so of course we had to stop. Here we found a Pioneer Village and Buffalo Museum.
The first sign of buffalo in the area was this sign:
There are apparently 3 albino buffalo in the field – we got a glimpse of one at a distance (from two different angles):
In the village, this little cabin seemed to speak clearly of the lifestyle on the prairie 100+ years ago:
And of course Grizz enjoyed his visit to the Louis L’Amour writer’s shack (they didn’t actually say he wrote in this shack, but it was full of biographical info and pictures, as well as copies of all of his books):
Next stop: Minnesota. Blessings, Peg
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