Harvey and the dinosaur
Mule Polly pulled the Lost Sea Expedition wagon around a corner and there stood a dinosaur. Click here to listen to Harvey’s McPherson’s explanation…
That might not just be shag in that bag.
Parked on Hurley Butte
Outside Interior, South Dakota
Some call it the sweetest sound ever to slide down an ear canal. Others refer to it as “that damn chicken scratch music”. Have a listen to what I’m missing out here on the Plains…
Larry Harvey with his mule “I Know”
North of Hill City, SD
Larry rolled his mule to a stop with a soft, “Whoa, I Know”. Click here to learn more about Larry and his mule I Know
Into “les mauvais terrers a traverser”
Outside Scenic, SD
The early french trappers called it “les mauvais terrers a traverser” which in mule-traveler speak translates into “bad land to travel across”. This week mule Polly and I entered the South Dakota Badlands….
South of Rochford, SD
“The prairie is not forgiving. Anything that is shallow – the easy optimism of the homesteaders… the trees whose roots don’t reach ground water – will dry up and blow away.”
Kathleen Norris, “Dakota”