Saturday, September 01, 2007
Mushy Arms
Thursday, August 30, 2007
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Fort Mandin was our first stop today. Louis and Clark built it for shelter during the winter of the expedition. This was just a remake of the original fort, the shelter had apparently burned down a year after they lived there. There was nothing particularly fascinating about the fort.
We did learn a lot about the expedition. There were some funny stories. For instance, one of the members of the expedition went hunting and didn’t return. Two other men went to search for him, and couldn’t find him. He was missing for 16 days! He thought he had to “catch up” with the expedition. Finally, after over two weeks of “catching up” he was out of water, food, and ammunition. He sat down by the river, hoping to hitch a ride with a trapping boat. Then the expedition comes floating down the river, they picked him up and they were on their way.
The previous day we had arranged to go canoeing on the Missouri River. We met the lady she gave us our canoes, she was planning to meet us “downriver” at a certain location four hours later. We head out onto the river, then we realized that we didn’t know which way was downriver. It was really hard to tell because the wind was blowing the water one way, and the current was going the opposite way. We eventually figured it out after around 20 minutes. It was not a good start.
We stopped at an island after a while and went swimming. We had brought the dogs with us and Lavern was freezing after she got out of the water. We switched around people, my dad, Darby, Muffin, and Tatum in one boat, and Katty, Lavern, my mom, and me in another.
I found out soon after we started that my mom did not know how to steer. We were going zigzag across the entire river, so I decided to try my hand at steering. It didn’t work. We probably paddled 3 extra miles because we weren’t going in a straight line. My dad eventually had to pull us over and give me a steering lesson. It went better after that.
We finally got to the meeting place 15 minutes late. We were just thankful to be there because we still weren’t positive if we were going upstream or downstream. Over all we had a blast. Our arms were mush.
SMILES!
~Morgan~
P.S. I don’t know what the heck is with you guys! Why don’t you comment? I’m really feeling not missed and not loved over here. ~M~
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Fort Mandin was our first stop today. Louis and Clark built it for shelter during the winter of the expedition. This was just a remake of the original fort, the shelter had apparently burned down a year after they lived there. There was nothing particularly fascinating about the fort.
We did learn a lot about the expedition. There were some funny stories. For instance, one of the members of the expedition went hunting and didn’t return. Two other men went to search for him, and couldn’t find him. He was missing for 16 days! He thought he had to “catch up” with the expedition. Finally, after over two weeks of “catching up” he was out of water, food, and ammunition. He sat down by the river, hoping to hitch a ride with a trapping boat. Then the expedition comes floating down the river, they picked him up and they were on their way.
The previous day we had arranged to go canoeing on the Missouri River. We met the lady she gave us our canoes, she was planning to meet us “downriver” at a certain location four hours later. We head out onto the river, then we realized that we didn’t know which way was downriver. It was really hard to tell because the wind was blowing the water one way, and the current was going the opposite way. We eventually figured it out after around 20 minutes. It was not a good start.
We stopped at an island after a while and went swimming. We had brought the dogs with us and Lavern was freezing after she got out of the water. We switched around people, my dad, Darby, Muffin, and Tatum in one boat, and Katty, Lavern, my mom, and me in another.
I found out soon after we started that my mom did not know how to steer. We were going zigzag across the entire river, so I decided to try my hand at steering. It didn’t work. We probably paddled 3 extra miles because we weren’t going in a straight line. My dad eventually had to pull us over and give me a steering lesson. It went better after that.
We finally got to the meeting place 15 minutes late. We were just thankful to be there because we still weren’t positive if we were going upstream or downstream. Over all we had a blast. Our arms were mush.
SMILES!
~Morgan~
P.S. I don’t know what the heck is with you guys! Why don’t you comment? I’m really feeling not missed and not loved over here. ~M~
Mushy Arms
Thursday, August 30, 2007
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Fort Mandin was our first stop today. Louis and Clark built it for shelter during the winter of the expedition. This was just a remake of the original fort, the shelter had apparently burned down a year after they lived there. There was nothing particularly fascinating about the fort.
We did learn a lot about the expedition. There were some funny stories. For instance, one of the members of the expedition went hunting and didn’t return. Two other men went to search for him, and couldn’t find him. He was missing for 16 days! He thought he had to “catch up” with the expedition. Finally, after over two weeks of “catching up” he was out of water, food, and ammunition. He sat down by the river, hoping to hitch a ride with a trapping boat. Then the expedition comes floating down the river, they picked him up and they were on their way.
The previous day we had arranged to go canoeing on the Missouri River. We met the lady she gave us our canoes, she was planning to meet us “downriver” at a certain location four hours later. We head out onto the river, then we realized that we didn’t know which way was downriver. It was really hard to tell because the wind was blowing the water one way, and the current was going the opposite way. We eventually figured it out after around 20 minutes. It was not a good start.
We stopped at an island after a while and went swimming. We had brought the dogs with us and Lavern was freezing after she got out of the water. We switched around people, my dad, Darby, Muffin, and Tatum in one boat, and Katty, Lavern, my mom, and me in another.
I found out soon after we started that my mom did not know how to steer. We were going zigzag across the entire river, so I decided to try my hand at steering. It didn’t work. We probably paddled 3 extra miles because we weren’t going in a straight line. My dad eventually had to pull us over and give me a steering lesson. It went better after that.
We finally got to the meeting place 15 minutes late. We were just thankful to be there because we still weren’t positive if we were going upstream or downstream. Over all we had a blast. Our arms were mush.
SMILES!
~Morgan~
P.S. I don’t know what the heck is with you guys! Why don’t you comment? I’m really feeling not missed and not loved over here. ~M~
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Fort Mandin was our first stop today. Louis and Clark built it for shelter during the winter of the expedition. This was just a remake of the original fort, the shelter had apparently burned down a year after they lived there. There was nothing particularly fascinating about the fort.
We did learn a lot about the expedition. There were some funny stories. For instance, one of the members of the expedition went hunting and didn’t return. Two other men went to search for him, and couldn’t find him. He was missing for 16 days! He thought he had to “catch up” with the expedition. Finally, after over two weeks of “catching up” he was out of water, food, and ammunition. He sat down by the river, hoping to hitch a ride with a trapping boat. Then the expedition comes floating down the river, they picked him up and they were on their way.
The previous day we had arranged to go canoeing on the Missouri River. We met the lady she gave us our canoes, she was planning to meet us “downriver” at a certain location four hours later. We head out onto the river, then we realized that we didn’t know which way was downriver. It was really hard to tell because the wind was blowing the water one way, and the current was going the opposite way. We eventually figured it out after around 20 minutes. It was not a good start.
We stopped at an island after a while and went swimming. We had brought the dogs with us and Lavern was freezing after she got out of the water. We switched around people, my dad, Darby, Muffin, and Tatum in one boat, and Katty, Lavern, my mom, and me in another.
I found out soon after we started that my mom did not know how to steer. We were going zigzag across the entire river, so I decided to try my hand at steering. It didn’t work. We probably paddled 3 extra miles because we weren’t going in a straight line. My dad eventually had to pull us over and give me a steering lesson. It went better after that.
We finally got to the meeting place 15 minutes late. We were just thankful to be there because we still weren’t positive if we were going upstream or downstream. Over all we had a blast. Our arms were mush.
SMILES!
~Morgan~
P.S. I don’t know what the heck is with you guys! Why don’t you comment? I’m really feeling not missed and not loved over here. ~M~
Ready, Set, FIRE!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
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We headed to Fort Abraham Lincoln and State Park today. It was quite warm today. Weird. Sometimes you just can’t control the weather, or anything else for that matter.
First off, we took a tour of ruins of an old Mandin Indian villiage. It was occupied in the late 1700’s. Lemme tell ya, the more you learn about Indians the more you come to realize that they were smarter that we are today. They’re ways of governing were brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. They had a little thing called MATRILINEAL. That’s when the women rule! They decide who’s chief, the bloodline was passed through the females, the women owned the house (which they built themselves), and everything else. If the women wanted a divorce, she simply set the husbands possessions outside the house, and “bye bye hubby.”
We also heard this really, well, I guess disturbing is the right choice of word, Indian story. I’ll have to find it online and email it to ya’ll. I don’t remember the details which are so vitally important in the story. I wouldn’t want to alter the tale.
Next we toured General Custers house and Fort Abraham Lincoln. General Custer’s quarters burned down in the middle of winter, so when he built the new quarters his wife “altered” it a bit. Custer seemed like an odd fellow. You either loved him or you hated him according to the tour guide. He went on a hunting trip once and brought home a mountain lion, which they kept as a pet chained up in the cellar for some time. He also used to slide down the stair banister. The first time he slid, he flew off the banister right smack dab into the door. From then on the servants always opened the door so he could sail right out onto the porch.
We lurked around the fort for a while more, and extensively browsed the gift shop. They had old fashioned candy. I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like that, and my mom owed me a couple candy bars for numerous different reasons, so I was good to go.
We ate lunch and headed to the campground. We hung out the rest of the evening playing games: Darby and Tatum decided to go swim in the Missouri River, they were really cold. I didn’t have my suit on so, sadly, I just had to observe.
SMILES!
~Morgan~
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We headed to Fort Abraham Lincoln and State Park today. It was quite warm today. Weird. Sometimes you just can’t control the weather, or anything else for that matter.
First off, we took a tour of ruins of an old Mandin Indian villiage. It was occupied in the late 1700’s. Lemme tell ya, the more you learn about Indians the more you come to realize that they were smarter that we are today. They’re ways of governing were brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. They had a little thing called MATRILINEAL. That’s when the women rule! They decide who’s chief, the bloodline was passed through the females, the women owned the house (which they built themselves), and everything else. If the women wanted a divorce, she simply set the husbands possessions outside the house, and “bye bye hubby.”
We also heard this really, well, I guess disturbing is the right choice of word, Indian story. I’ll have to find it online and email it to ya’ll. I don’t remember the details which are so vitally important in the story. I wouldn’t want to alter the tale.
Next we toured General Custers house and Fort Abraham Lincoln. General Custer’s quarters burned down in the middle of winter, so when he built the new quarters his wife “altered” it a bit. Custer seemed like an odd fellow. You either loved him or you hated him according to the tour guide. He went on a hunting trip once and brought home a mountain lion, which they kept as a pet chained up in the cellar for some time. He also used to slide down the stair banister. The first time he slid, he flew off the banister right smack dab into the door. From then on the servants always opened the door so he could sail right out onto the porch.
We lurked around the fort for a while more, and extensively browsed the gift shop. They had old fashioned candy. I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like that, and my mom owed me a couple candy bars for numerous different reasons, so I was good to go.
We ate lunch and headed to the campground. We hung out the rest of the evening playing games: Darby and Tatum decided to go swim in the Missouri River, they were really cold. I didn’t have my suit on so, sadly, I just had to observe.
SMILES!
~Morgan~
Ready, Set, FIRE!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
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We headed to Fort Abraham Lincoln and State Park today. It was quite warm today. Weird. Sometimes you just can’t control the weather, or anything else for that matter.
First off, we took a tour of ruins of an old Mandin Indian villiage. It was occupied in the late 1700’s. Lemme tell ya, the more you learn about Indians the more you come to realize that they were smarter that we are today. They’re ways of governing were brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. They had a little thing called MATRILINEAL. That’s when the women rule! They decide who’s chief, the bloodline was passed through the females, the women owned the house (which they built themselves), and everything else. If the women wanted a divorce, she simply set the husbands possessions outside the house, and “bye bye hubby.”
We also heard this really, well, I guess disturbing is the right choice of word, Indian story. I’ll have to find it online and email it to ya’ll. I don’t remember the details which are so vitally important in the story. I wouldn’t want to alter the tale.
Next we toured General Custers house and Fort Abraham Lincoln. General Custer’s quarters burned down in the middle of winter, so when he built the new quarters his wife “altered” it a bit. Custer seemed like an odd fellow. You either loved him or you hated him according to the tour guide. He went on a hunting trip once and brought home a mountain lion, which they kept as a pet chained up in the cellar for some time. He also used to slide down the stair banister. The first time he slid, he flew off the banister right smack dab into the door. From then on the servants always opened the door so he could sail right out onto the porch.
We lurked around the fort for a while more, and extensively browsed the gift shop. They had old fashioned candy. I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like that, and my mom owed me a couple candy bars for numerous different reasons, so I was good to go.
We ate lunch and headed to the campground. We hung out the rest of the evening playing games: Darby and Tatum decided to go swim in the Missouri River, they were really cold. I didn’t have my suit on so, sadly, I just had to observe.
SMILES!
~Morgan~
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We headed to Fort Abraham Lincoln and State Park today. It was quite warm today. Weird. Sometimes you just can’t control the weather, or anything else for that matter.
First off, we took a tour of ruins of an old Mandin Indian villiage. It was occupied in the late 1700’s. Lemme tell ya, the more you learn about Indians the more you come to realize that they were smarter that we are today. They’re ways of governing were brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. They had a little thing called MATRILINEAL. That’s when the women rule! They decide who’s chief, the bloodline was passed through the females, the women owned the house (which they built themselves), and everything else. If the women wanted a divorce, she simply set the husbands possessions outside the house, and “bye bye hubby.”
We also heard this really, well, I guess disturbing is the right choice of word, Indian story. I’ll have to find it online and email it to ya’ll. I don’t remember the details which are so vitally important in the story. I wouldn’t want to alter the tale.
Next we toured General Custers house and Fort Abraham Lincoln. General Custer’s quarters burned down in the middle of winter, so when he built the new quarters his wife “altered” it a bit. Custer seemed like an odd fellow. You either loved him or you hated him according to the tour guide. He went on a hunting trip once and brought home a mountain lion, which they kept as a pet chained up in the cellar for some time. He also used to slide down the stair banister. The first time he slid, he flew off the banister right smack dab into the door. From then on the servants always opened the door so he could sail right out onto the porch.
We lurked around the fort for a while more, and extensively browsed the gift shop. They had old fashioned candy. I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like that, and my mom owed me a couple candy bars for numerous different reasons, so I was good to go.
We ate lunch and headed to the campground. We hung out the rest of the evening playing games: Darby and Tatum decided to go swim in the Missouri River, they were really cold. I didn’t have my suit on so, sadly, I just had to observe.
SMILES!
~Morgan~
What a Bonanza!
Tuesday, August 27, 2007
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It was COLD today! Really quiet surprising. We were in North Dakota now and lemme tell ya, it was not a good first impressions. Donning capris and sweatshirts we headed to our destination: Bonanzaville.
I know, it sounds like a hokey tourist trap. And no, it has nothing to do with the TV show. My first thought when I saw the place was “Oh no, this is gonna be interesting.” And I was right. The place was fascinating!
Bonanzaville(makes you laugh doesn’t it?) represents the time period in which the Bonanza farms boomed big in the U.S. Men bought thousands of acres cheap land from the government and they put it to a wonderful use: they grew food. Ok, I just read the paragraph and I sound like a tour guide. I have been reading way to many historical signs.
Bonanzaville consists of over 50 buildings, which were moved from their original location. It was mainly a little town. In each building they had hundreds and thousands of artifacts from the time period. They had houses, church, school, blacksmith, fire department, jail, post office, general store, dining hall, courthouse and any other building you could imagine.
They also had a gigantic warehouse full of old airplanes. That was cool. But something was even cooler. Another warehouse was full of antique cars! They had a handful of Ford Model T’s, an old Dodge pickup truck (that was flipping cool), and lots of old sports cars. But one of the most wonderfully awesome car there was a bright blue 1958 Thunderbird! It was so awesome! I took like a million pictures of it, so don’t worry, you’ll be seeing it.
It was utterly remarkable all the stuff they had. It boggled your mind. For example, when they moved the drugstore they kept almost every single piece of merchandise that were in the store at the time. They have shelves full of everything you would see in that time period (this was somewhere in the 1880’s by the way).
The place needed some work, they didn’t have very much staff, but you could tell it was a lot of work. Imagine trying to preserve thousands of antiques that are hundreds of years old. Difficult huh? Moreover, the artifacts were in log cabins or old buildings, they weren’t under sealed glass with temperature control.
We stayed in Bonanzaville all day then headed to the Ponderosa for dinner (joking, joking, that would be overkill). We stopped at the store and the Laundromat. We needed food and clean clothes. We then headed to our next stop, which I will reveal to you tomorrow. HAHA! I miss you all a lot!
SMILES!
~Morgan~
P.S. There’s this new thing on the blog site that you can do. It’s called COMMENT. It’s perty easy to figure it out, you just do this thing called TYPING. ~M.~
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It was COLD today! Really quiet surprising. We were in North Dakota now and lemme tell ya, it was not a good first impressions. Donning capris and sweatshirts we headed to our destination: Bonanzaville.
I know, it sounds like a hokey tourist trap. And no, it has nothing to do with the TV show. My first thought when I saw the place was “Oh no, this is gonna be interesting.” And I was right. The place was fascinating!
Bonanzaville(makes you laugh doesn’t it?) represents the time period in which the Bonanza farms boomed big in the U.S. Men bought thousands of acres cheap land from the government and they put it to a wonderful use: they grew food. Ok, I just read the paragraph and I sound like a tour guide. I have been reading way to many historical signs.
Bonanzaville consists of over 50 buildings, which were moved from their original location. It was mainly a little town. In each building they had hundreds and thousands of artifacts from the time period. They had houses, church, school, blacksmith, fire department, jail, post office, general store, dining hall, courthouse and any other building you could imagine.
They also had a gigantic warehouse full of old airplanes. That was cool. But something was even cooler. Another warehouse was full of antique cars! They had a handful of Ford Model T’s, an old Dodge pickup truck (that was flipping cool), and lots of old sports cars. But one of the most wonderfully awesome car there was a bright blue 1958 Thunderbird! It was so awesome! I took like a million pictures of it, so don’t worry, you’ll be seeing it.
It was utterly remarkable all the stuff they had. It boggled your mind. For example, when they moved the drugstore they kept almost every single piece of merchandise that were in the store at the time. They have shelves full of everything you would see in that time period (this was somewhere in the 1880’s by the way).
The place needed some work, they didn’t have very much staff, but you could tell it was a lot of work. Imagine trying to preserve thousands of antiques that are hundreds of years old. Difficult huh? Moreover, the artifacts were in log cabins or old buildings, they weren’t under sealed glass with temperature control.
We stayed in Bonanzaville all day then headed to the Ponderosa for dinner (joking, joking, that would be overkill). We stopped at the store and the Laundromat. We needed food and clean clothes. We then headed to our next stop, which I will reveal to you tomorrow. HAHA! I miss you all a lot!
SMILES!
~Morgan~
P.S. There’s this new thing on the blog site that you can do. It’s called COMMENT. It’s perty easy to figure it out, you just do this thing called TYPING. ~M.~
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