With Wyoming in our rear view mirror, we made good time across the prairie of S Dakota. It was lush with yellow clover blossoms this time of year. Giving no hint to how cruel the winters can be...
One hundred and twenty miles of grassland and one lone abandoned homestead. I always wish these places could tell their stories.
Then, we were topping a rise and looking over the Cheyenne River and the ranch headquarters.
A warm welcome awaited us. These are the people that make the world right. They are smart, they work hard, and they play hard. They are doing their utmost to see that those traditions that matter are continued, at the same time they are looking forward. I love'm, Oh, and the smell of grass, horses, cattle, and history...
"Kick off your boots and stay a while..."
