Take the left fork Murray...
Bret Michaels on Tour 
Indian Burial Grounds on banks of Sioux River
See the Mounds?
All leaving Independence...including us.
Can you see the ruts left by the wagon wheels?
Trails in the sky above, and in the ground at our feetOur summer days in North Dakota have come to an end. We said our goodbyes and made our way south to Kansas City. On the way we called in to get fuel, and I saw this trailer parked in front of us. Obviously Bret Michaels (American lead singer of the group Poison) was touring the country. Nice rig!
We originally planned to stay at a campground on the edge of Minnesota & South Dakota on the first night, but fate had other plans for us. Road work caused a detour that would have taken us 40 miles out of our way. We decided to keep going and ended up at a nice campground in Sioux Falls. Not far away were some Indian Burial grounds, and as we drove out the next morning, we called in to check them out. I have included the information sign to save me repeating it here for you. You can't travel in this country for six months each year and not get caught up in the rich history.
The weather channel had mentioned some thunderstorms moving into Kansas City the next day, and not wanting to be caught in any storm, we decided to just keep driving and not spend another night en route. Whilst it would be a longer day than us retirees normally choose to do, it was worth it in the end. We were all settled into our final campground by 6pm, 2 days ahead of schedule. Sure enough, the next day was quite wet and we were glad we were high and dry.
This area of Independence (within Kansas City metropolitan area ) is rich in history. It was the place where President Harry S Truman grew up, and where he returned to live after his two terms as President. One hundred years earlier than Truman's presidency, back in the 1840's and 1850's, this city was a point of departure for wagon trails to Santa Fe, Oregon and California. It now serves as the start and end point for the Warwarek US RV trails. Ha. Yesterday we walked over to re-visit the grounds where we bought my aunt & sister in May this year. I still can't believe being able to see the grooves that remain in the grass, long after the wagon wheels left their ruts. While loosing myself in the 'aura' of life for those early settlers, I looked up at the sky and saw a jet crossing the sky. It was leaving a long, white trail. Air transport was not even dreamed of back when the wagons were rattling along the trails, but it is one that we will be traveling on within days. We will leave our RV ground trails for one in the air instead - first to Los Angeles, and then downunder to Brisbane, Australia.
We originally planned to stay at a campground on the edge of Minnesota & South Dakota on the first night, but fate had other plans for us. Road work caused a detour that would have taken us 40 miles out of our way. We decided to keep going and ended up at a nice campground in Sioux Falls. Not far away were some Indian Burial grounds, and as we drove out the next morning, we called in to check them out. I have included the information sign to save me repeating it here for you. You can't travel in this country for six months each year and not get caught up in the rich history.
The weather channel had mentioned some thunderstorms moving into Kansas City the next day, and not wanting to be caught in any storm, we decided to just keep driving and not spend another night en route. Whilst it would be a longer day than us retirees normally choose to do, it was worth it in the end. We were all settled into our final campground by 6pm, 2 days ahead of schedule. Sure enough, the next day was quite wet and we were glad we were high and dry.
This area of Independence (within Kansas City metropolitan area ) is rich in history. It was the place where President Harry S Truman grew up, and where he returned to live after his two terms as President. One hundred years earlier than Truman's presidency, back in the 1840's and 1850's, this city was a point of departure for wagon trails to Santa Fe, Oregon and California. It now serves as the start and end point for the Warwarek US RV trails. Ha. Yesterday we walked over to re-visit the grounds where we bought my aunt & sister in May this year. I still can't believe being able to see the grooves that remain in the grass, long after the wagon wheels left their ruts. While loosing myself in the 'aura' of life for those early settlers, I looked up at the sky and saw a jet crossing the sky. It was leaving a long, white trail. Air transport was not even dreamed of back when the wagons were rattling along the trails, but it is one that we will be traveling on within days. We will leave our RV ground trails for one in the air instead - first to Los Angeles, and then downunder to Brisbane, Australia.
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