Hi, kids!
Wanting to capture day break over the
river, I drug myself out to see how the day was shaping
up.
A hint of light colored the eastern
sky.
Western hills.
Hunters perhaps, racing toward the
ferry.
Layers of light.
Sun appears.
Molten gold.
GOOD morning!
Reflection appears.
Rugged shores.
Approaching the ferry, we noticed it
headed across to pick up this vehicle, waiting. The ferry operator spotted us
and put on the brakes. He came BACK and picked us up!
The friendly chap mentioned the ferry was
new and that he would be canning the fish he caught while waiting for
cars, using a new recipe. I wondered what the old recipe
was?
The big picture, as he returns to the
north shore with his load. Notice the house? That is the ferry operator's
quarters. I wonder if he lives there year round? Would be a TOUGH place to get
out of in the winter....
A closer look. We are fortunate to have
the ferry as a way to cross the Mighty Missouri . Your tax dollars pay for
them, so take a drive and ride across! You won't regret
it.
On the Southern shore, a hunting "camp".
Wild and winding
river.
Prairie pond.
Carved channel.
I think of Lewis and Clark's journey and
how difficult it must have been going UPSTREAM.
...and how
BEAUTIFUL.
Seemed so odd to be in a land, where time
has stood still yet in the air....the future.
Riverside monolith.
A glimpse into the
wild.
Islands in the
stream.
Mulie doe, mid
bite.
Spider's lair.
Trail disappears. Moisture from last
year caused a major slough.
One of my
favorites.
Impassable when
wet.
Weeds, in white.
Crowd, watching the
elk.
Striated sky.
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The tongue-that is the pen of the
heart. - The Talmund
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