Showing posts with label Nebraska. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nebraska. Show all posts

Friday, October 16, 2020

Wind, Snow and Waterfalls

 

I continued across Nebraska and spent the weekend at a lovely little place called Oliver Reservoir Recreation Area. It was off-grid so I had a chance to further explore my new solar system. I have to admit, I'm pretty happy with it. The best thing is that I have confidence in it now. One less worry to deal with.


My View






After an idyllic weekend, I finally left Nebraska and headed into Wyoming. I was a little bit worried about the wind.. It was out of the west, so it was a direct head wind. I could tell as my gas mileage really started to tank. Then I saw on the electronic signs that they had “Warning – Extreme Winds 40+ mph – Gusts 60+ mph. I would normally never ever drive with winds like this, but to tell you the truth, I couldn't really tell they were so bad. My rig pulled unbelievably easy. To add insult to injury though, as I drove up the Lincoln Highway and got some altitude, Ms. Weather had the audacity to start snowing.


I got to Rawlins, Wyoming. I had planned to get full hookups and do laundry plus some other chores. Plans change. I could barely get my truck doors closed, the wind was so strong. I hooked up my electric, moved the animals into the camper and settled in while the camper rocked and rolled all night long.


Speaking of plans changed, I had planned to head to Salt Lake City. I was looking at a map and saw that I could just as easily head down into Colorado and see my son, Nate. He lives in Breckinridge and he drove a couple of hours to come and spend the day with me. I was thrilled. I was at Rifle Gap State Park.  The park was aptly named as it was hunting season and you could hear shots off in the distance.  After eating some lunch, we went four miles up the road to Rifle Falls State Park to see waterfalls!!!! My first waterfalls on this trip.  We saw the falls, both from the bottom and then we hiked up to the top.  Seeing my son and waterfalls - life just doesn't get any better than this.  


Rifle Gap



The Campground
I'm at the far left
 














Thursday, October 8, 2020

The Great Plains Calleth

 

Usually I can hardly wait to get on the road. It calls to me – it's exciting, dare I even say thrilling? This year not so much. Being cooped up since February has become a way of life. Ennui has set in. Everything seems to be an effort. Staring off into space , doing nothing has become the new normal for me

I decided that I had to shake things up. Do the proverbial 'Kick In The Ass' and motivate. Onward!!

Day 1: Stayed at Pottawattamie County Fairgrounds in Avoca Iowa. I only mention this because:

   a. I like the way the name rolls off the tongue. It is one of those verbally fun words.

   b. I lost a set of keys to the RV. This is the 2nd set of keys to the Camper I've Lost. Can we say Space Cadet?



Pottawattaie County Fairgrounds 

Day 2: I actually get up early, ready to start the day. Dog walked – check. Camper ready to roll – check. I drive about 3 miles and turn onto the westward entrance ramp to I80. I look back and there is a massive amount of smoke coming off the wheel on the camper's driver's side. I immediately pull over. The hub on the wheel is hot. I have roadside assistance, so no problem. The Dispatch Center tells me that probably a wheel bearing froze up. They will have to tow it 50 miles to Omaha. They will also need to get a LowBoy tow vehicle because the camper is 13' tall. A LowBoy is one of those trailers that have a huge drop in the deck height to allow them to transport tall objects. Where are we going to get one of those in rural Iowa? Luckily, they find a mobile tech to come out. Juan was a nice guy. We try to move the camper over a little farther off the road but the wheels are totally locked up. It won't go forward or backwards. What to do? Well, let me tell you. There is a wire that is connected to the brake system in the camper and also to the truck. If, for some reason, the camper gets disconnected from the truck, this wire pulls out from the camper, locking all the brakes. Somehow, that wire had disconnected from the truck, perhaps when I turned onto the freeway? Plugged that sucker back in and all is working. I had Juan take the offending tire off and check to make sure that I hadn't burned bearings or brakes or whatever goes on inside a wheel. I got charged $450 for that little bit of effort. At this point I had spent 4 hours on the side of the freeway being buffeted by all those huge semis – I was in a weakened state. I guess it is a new definition for Highway Robbery. I can tell you one thing though, checking that that wire is connected will be part of my departure checklist.

Day 3: Found my lost keys – I am not going to say where because it would be definite proof that I really am losing it. There were no issues on today's drive. I think I'm very very slowly getting my travel chops back. I decided that I am really going to shorten the amount of time on the road. I have no place to be, no timetable to follow. The animals (Jogger and Miko) get a little stressed out with long hours, so why not take it easy?

I joined an organization called Harvest Hosts. You pay a yearly fee and you can camp at one of their participating sites for free. Most of their sites are farms, distilleries or ...wait for it – wineries. Is this my type of organization or what? There are also various other types of attractions that participate.

I ended up today in North Platte Nebraska at a Harvest Host site, boondocking at the Golden Spike Tower. This tower overlooks the World's Largest Rail Yard which is run by the Union Pacific Railroad.

From the website:  ...reaching a total length of eight miles. ….Each day, Bailey Yard manages 10,000 railroad cars.

The coolest sight was what they called the Hump. An engine pushes a train up a slight incline. At the top, a person disconnects the car from the train, and pulls a lever switching the track for that particular car. The car then rolls downhill, all on its own and connects to whatever new train that will take it to its new destination. It was sort of eerie seeing loose railroad cars sliding down a hill all on their own.


There I am - nothing but corn all around. 
Can we say 'Children of the Corn'?



Golden Spike Tower





It is hard to get a grasp on the whole scoop of the place in a picture



Now I can feel confident in my train dining manners. 


Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Nebraska Badlands


Fort Robinson, in the Sand Hills of Nebraska, is a rather historic site. It was pivotal in the Sioux Wars from 1876 to 1890. It was the home of a unit of the Buffalo Soldiers, an all-black cavalry Regiment which included 2nd Lieutenant Charles Young who had graduated from West Point and was the highest-ranking African-American in the Army throughout his career. He eventually achieved the rank of colonel. It was also the place where Crazy Horse, defeater of General Custer at Little Big Horn, was fatally wounded while resisting imprisonment in 1877. Note: Crazy Horse was at Fort Robinson to surrender so it seems a little strange to me that he was resisting imprisonment.


And I walked thru these portals



About a half hour away from Fort Robinson, where I was camped is the Toadstool Geologic Park. It contains a badlands landscape and is named after its unusual rock formations. They were hard rock caps that did not erode as quickly as the underlying rock. This made them look like toadstools, hence the name. Evidently, most of the toadstools had fallen down but if you squinted you could make believe that at one time they looked like toadstools. The area was similar to the North Dakota Badlands except the NoDak Badlands have a lot of color and these badlands were just sort of gray. There was a one mile hike and a fourteen mile hike to choose from. We wimped out and went for the one mile hike which was actually a lot of fun. Lots of ups and downs and narrow ledges overlooking ravines and being directionally challenged as I am, it actually took some reconnoitering on my part.





Crumbled Toadstools







The trail goes up into the hills





Miko scouting out the way down


Now I've been to Cadillac Ranch in Texas where they sunk Cadillacs head first into the dirt and I've been to the Hillbilly Garden in Kentucky where they did the same thing with lawn mowers so I figured that I needed to go see Carhenge in Alliance Nebraska. Jim Reinders decided to create a “Stonehenge West” modeled after the original Stonehenge in England. Since he didn't have access to large stones, he decided to use cars instead. Consider me underwhelmed. It might have been better if he had not painted the cars all a depressing gray and they were still their original color but who am I to question another person's artistic intent. 




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Now isn't this much more interesting?

This is a much more lovely piece of art

Thursday, October 4, 2018

Westward Ho!




Greetings from Nebraska, land of corn fields and endless flatness......NOT!!! Northwestern Nebraska was surprising in how hilly it was. Instead of the cornfields, we had acres and acres of grassland. I think this area must be every steer's idea of heaven and there were a lot of them living the dream.


I did make once last foray back into Wyoming to see Fort Laramie. Fort Laramie started out life as a trading post, but in 1849, the Army bought the post and renamed it Fort Laramie. This was the time when hordes of people were heading west, through Indian country and the Fort was where all of the trails (California, Oregon and Mormon) converged. We had gold seekers, homesteaders and people fleeing from religious persecution all coming through the Fort. There were also many treaties between the Indians and the U.S. Government signed and subsequently broken. Interesting fact: Northern Plains Indians (Lakota, Cheyenne, Arapaho) rarely attacked wagon trains. All those westerns I watched as a kid were, dare I say, lies. 


Built as the Commanding Officer's quarters, this building became a duplex for company-grade officers.



Calvary barracks 1874


There was a room which had copies of many of the treaties signed between the U.S. government and the native peoples.  Several of them had a clause in the treaty called the 'Bad Men Clause'

If bad men among the whites, or among other people subject to the authority of the United States, shall commit any wrong upon the person or property of the Indians, the United States will, upon proof made to the agent and forwarded to the Commissioner of Indian Affairs at Washington city procced at once to cause the offender to be arrested and punished according to the laws of the United States, and also reimburse the injured person for the loss sustained.

This was signed in 1868.  The first claim filed was in 1970.  





As all of these emigrants came across the endless prairie, one of the first landmarks they came across was Chimney Rock. It became a symbol that these travelers were now 1/3 of the way on their journey westward.





The next landmark, 25 miles west was Scott's Bluff, named after Hiram Scott. Hiram was with a bunch of his pals when he became sick. His buddies decided to go on without him and a year later, when his bones were found, Hiram got this large land mass named after him. There was a road built up to the top of the bluff and Miko and I found our way up there. After we got past all of the signs warning us to watch out for rattlesnakes, we followed a couple of small trails around the top of the bluff. Signs told us that as we looked west, we would be able to see the Rockies and if we looked east, we could see Chimney Rock. It was a little bit hazy, so we had to use our imaginations. 


Scotts Bluff was right out the front window of the RV

View from the top

This was a surveyor's post that was hammered into the rock in 1933.  
They say that the top of it was level with the rock and this is how much the rock has eroded in the last 90 some years


One of the stops I had to make was to the Agate Fossil Beds National Monument. I wasn't too keen on the idea, I mean I had just been to the Fossil Butte National Monument in Wyoming. How many fossils can a poor girl see? Turns out that Agate Fossil Beds was quite a bit different. Fossil Butte was from an earlier time era, therefore most of the fossils were of fish or perhaps small mammals. Agate was from the Miocene era which was only about 19 million years ago. Much larger mammals roamed the earth during this time period. There were pony-sized rhinoceros creatures and a carnivore called a beardog, among others.






One of the interesting fossils were not of specific animal but of a burrow. There were Palaeocaster which was a dry land beaver. They built these corkscrew burrows which eventually filled with sand and were preserved. 





A rather amazing discovery was a bone bed. Hundreds of bones of different species were all in this bone bed. Scientists speculate that there was a small shallow watering hole. The animals would come to drink and then start eating the vegetation around the pond. As they ate more, they had to go farther and farther away from the pond until eventually they had grown too weak to make the trip to eat and get back to the water. Essentially, they think all these animals died of starvation.


While all this was interesting, the best part of the place was the James H. Cook exhibit. Cook was a rancher who in the 1870s thru the early 1900s befriended the Upper Plains Indians. They gave him many gifts over the years along with the stories about the gift. There was a war club that had been in a specific battle with Army soldiers and the story about how the club's owner had hand to hand combat with an officer and his saber. The war club won the battle. 


This is a hairbrush created from a porcupine's tail.

Saturday, April 21, 2018

Omaha - I Hardly Knew You

You can't go to Nebraska without going to it's biggest city, Omaha. Omaha had a little bit of a special draw for me because I lived here for one year when I was about 10 years old or so. I did make a journey to the old homestead which was fun for old times sake.

I went to the Joslyn Museum. The building was built in 1931 and in 1938, it was listed among the 100 finest buildings in the United States. It was a pretty stupendous Art Deco building. The outside was all done in pink Georgia marble – I guess we could call it Pretty In Pink (I know, I know – that is pretty bad). There were a few interesting art pieces but I must admit, the building itself was the star of the show.




The inner courtyard

Art Institutes always have such elegant dining options.  Sliders and animal crackers - yum


I always thought Jackson Pollack was sort of over-rated. 
Now I find that the more I know about him, the more fascinating his work becomes. 
Note: Jackson Pollack does not use a brush to paint, he just drips paint onto a canvas - hence his nickname - Jack the Dripper

Chihuly Gone Wild:









In the Native American section - it cracked me up



I am generally not a fan of zoos. Unless, of course, they are all about research, conservation and education. Somebody I met told me that I needed to go to the Omaha Zoo which is all about those things. It didn't hurt when I also heard that it was the second largest zoo in the United States, right behind the San Diego Zoo. I tried to pick a good warm day so that the animals could be outside if they wanted. What is interesting about this zoo, is that it is a series of buildings and outdoor spaces.


I think the Jungle Building was my favorite. You walked through the greenery and felt that you were really walking through the jungle. Birds were flying free and there were several colonies of bats that were hanging around in the open. 







Pygmy Hippopotomus


Everybody seemed pretty laid back

Lots of wildlife to see

There were yellow frogs


And blue frogs

From the jungle to dry arid biosphere


Doesn't he look like he is posing? 
Giraffes are becoming endangered - in the last 15 years, they have lost 40% of their population.

And we finally have a nice day, complete with green grass


Of  course there was another Junior Ranger opportunity - Lewis and Clark National Trail.  Score!!! 

I am going to finally call it Spring.  There will be no more snow in the homeland.  I think it is time that I journey home.  Until next time.