At the Grand Village of the Natchez, they say the Sun bestowed all power to its relatives. It certainly was strong enough to make me too impatient and testy to…
Serendipity, or subconscious guidance? I had a resigned feeling about the chore of recrossing South Dakota. But staring at the map, I saw De Smet, and “suddenly remembered” it was…
In them thar hills we found riches indeed. Spent the night at a camp called Ochoco Divide, at about 4,700 feet, and this morning it was cool enough that a…
