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Month: September 2017

My pace this day

My pace this day

More later on Buffalo, South Dakota. The short version, it turned out to be an amazing town. I stayed for hours. This is my mood today…grazing slowly on life and the wonders that cross my path.

A mystical day in South Dakota

A mystical day in South Dakota

I knew today was going to be special, but I had no idea how profound it would be. I will write more when I can use my computer, but the first part of today began on the evening I arrived at the reservation. During my visit with a tribal elder I was told about of Bear Butte — I had no idea where it was though. Yesterday, after my adventures in Buffalo, I came upon a lake with kiteboarders. (Who…

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Single, traveling city woman meets her fears in the dark of night

Single, traveling city woman meets her fears in the dark of night

When I arrived in Buffalo, South Dakota after dark, and after driving for 10 hours, the only motel in town creeped me out. Its faded sign, the dust caked 4x4s, and nothing else nearby made it seem like a cross between Bates Motel and Deer Hunter. My breath sank. I knew I didn’t have the mental capacity for two more hours of driving, but was ready to steady myself for whatever I needed to do. Not sure what to do,…

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When morning comes: Buffalo, South Dakota

When morning comes: Buffalo, South Dakota

So, before I write about my amazing visit to Fort Peck Reservation, I must first make an amendment to last night’s post. I slept so well last night. I meant to hit-the-road early, but didn’t roll out of the camper until after 7 AM. On my way out of the service station, I took a moment to take a picture of the van in front of a cattle truck. This caught the eye of the trucker’s wife who then took…

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Teens take over tribal chambers after hours.

Teens take over tribal chambers after hours.

I had an amazing opportunity to sit in on Fort Peck Reservation’s teen coucil meeting. They get to use the tribal council’s chambers and sit at the tribal coucil’s table for their meetings. Can you imagine our senators letting teen sit at their desk? It time to rethink our political process and how everyone guards their turf. THIS WORKS! And it helping teens see themselves as community leaders.