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Going to Montana: Highlights from our journey to the American West, 2023

6/23/2023

 
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View of the mountains as we were heading into Missoula, Montana
During our last trip to Montana a few years ago, I was singularly focused on writing my book, Dance of Life: Ancient Peoples, the Animals, and Us (2022).  Every stop my husband Ed and I made during that carefully planned trek was selected for its significance to a people, their history and culture -- and every item of information gathered became a part of my research.  Notebooks full of scribbled observations, stacks of books, the photos and the references I gathered at each stop we made along the way, reminded me of that first trip to Montana, and having a published book in hand certainly proved it had indeed happened.

Still, my  heart told me that we needed to go west again - to visit new places we had missed, and collect a few more memories of others so fondly remembered.  And so, as my heart would not be denied, we packed up our camper, plotted our course, set the compass for due west, and headed out on the road. Here are some of the highlights of our journey:
Starting Out in Virginia
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At our first stop at a camp in Virginia, Ed e-mailed friends in Wyoming to let them know were heading in their direction.  Internet service, even in remote places, has vastly improved since we first started camping, and we had little problem staying connected with friends, family, and activities, during our month-long journey across the United States.
Just Outside of St. Louis, Illinois
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We had a clear view of the skyline as we navigated the the highways outside of St. Louis, Illinois. The iconic "Gateway Arch" is on the left.
At the Cahokia Mounds State Historic Site, National Historic Landmark, and
UNESCO World Heritage Site in Illinois

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We camped near the Cahokia Mounds State Historic Site, National Historic Landmark, and UNESCO World Heritage Site in Illinois. Cahokia is the largest pre-Columbian Indian settlement north of Mexico and covers 6 square miles.  The population reached its peak from 1050-1150 AD, numbering from 10 to 20,000.  See: https://whc.unesco.org/en/list/198/
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Few were visiting the Cahokia mounds on the morning of our first visit there, and we met mostly local people while walking up and down the stairs. A State Park representative stopped by and answered our questions while we were there which was particularly helpful as the Museum was closed at the time and was in the process of being remodeled.
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In Salina, Kansas
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I started it ... so, you finish the rest.  After leaving Illinois, we camped for the night in Salina, Kansas, which is located dead-center in the middle of "Tornado Alley."  Remember Dorothy.
Visiting Friends in Laramie, Wyoming
After we crossed into Wyoming, we parked our camper and spent a pleasant afternoon in Laramie with a couple we knew from "back East." It was fortunate that the route we planned to take into Wyoming passed through Laramie, and made it possible for us to see our buddies again.

After enjoying a meal together, we toured the town and stopped into some of Laramie's distinctive museums, book stores, bicycle shops, and boutiques, and I was able to snap photos of some of the places that our friends particularly wanted us to see.

Our friends also shared with us some of Laramie's remarkable history (which can be found on the Visit Laramie website) and then treated us to some spectacular ice-cream before we rolled out of town.
Hiking at Independence Rock, Wyoming
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While still in Wyoming, at the Independence Rock State Historic Site, we took a break from the road and hiked the footpaths there. I came to find that the routes I mapped-out for our journey west often followed the same trails as used by the settlers, and the Native Americans, fur trappers and game animals who preceded them. So, by driving the state roads and highways, visiting landmarks like Independence Rock, and hiking the trails around them, we developed a sense of the endless expanses of plains, hugely proportioned geologic formations such as Independence Rock, and the challenging and sometimes hazardous environmental conditions encountered by west-bound travelers who came before us. See: https://www.nps.gov/places/000/independence-rock-state-historic-site.htm
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At Little Bighorn Battlefield National Monument
near Crow Agency, Montana

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We camped a little less than a half an hour away from the Little Bighorn Battlefield National Monument near Crow Agency, Montana.

The Memorial was once called the "Custer Battlefield" but was later renamed in honor of the 7th Calvary and the Native Americans who fought and died there.  Rain fell as we approached the site, and darkening clouds overhead signaled there would be more rain and thunderstorms to follow. The grim sadness I felt while surveying the stones that honored the dead warriors on both sides, and marked where they fell, was overwhelming and for all of the knowledge scholars and historians have put together about the battle, the opposing perspectives, and the unconscionable premise for the war that was waged, I believe it may never be possible to comprehend the scale of human devastation and loss experienced that day. 
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Unbeknownst to me until I visited the site was that some of the Crow, caught up in their own territorial disputes, fought on the side of Custer and his army.  In a photo I took while visiting the site, you may observe the name of one of them, engraved on a stone: "Goes Ahead," a scout.
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At the Headwaters of the Missouri River
Following in the footsteps of Lewis and Clark, we camped at Three Forks, near the confluence of the Missouri, Madison, and Jefferson Rivers. Algonquin in origin, the name "Missouri" dates back to a journal kept by French explorer Jacques Marquette, and has been attributed to Native Americans who lived in the area, for whom the name meant people with canoes made of logs,  A 1673 map of the Mississippi River and its tributaries signifies its earliest known reference.
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A few of the interpretive signs that had once graced the banks of the river were no longer standing when we visited the headwaters of the Missouri, as the river had been restored to its natural, untamed flow, and the signs had been washed away.

Despite the cold, wet weather we had that day, locals came from miles around to walk along the river. Some brought their dogs along with them, and for many, a contemplative stroll along the muddy riverbanks was a daily ritual.  The large white birds lining the sandbar in the middle of the river are pelicans.
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At the CSKT Bison Range Montana
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One of the best decisions we made was to camp near the CSKT Bison Range in Moiese, Montana, which is fully owned and managed by the Confederated Salish and Kootenai Tribe (CSKT). 
Having camped close by, we arrived at the CSKT Bison Range while it was still early in the day, and there was little traffic there -- aside from a busload of local school children who had come to attend a wildlife presentation at the center.  I must admit, I enjoyed listening in to the presentation for just a little while and was impressed by the children's ready knowledge of wild animals, and game in general, judging by how quickly, accurately, and avidly they answered the presenter's questions.
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As we drove slowly,  and ever watchfully, along a two-way dirt and gravel road that traversed the range, we passed small groups of older bison, some standing, and others sitting in grassy areas, and then, just after we rounded a curve in the road, we came upon a whole herd of bison, including bulls, cows, and calves, amassed on both sides of the road, and some ambled directly in front of our camper.  We gave them all wide berth, and I was able to snap several photographs without ever leaving the camper.
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Watching the bison who surrounded us, and who crossed streams freely and unencumbered, I experienced a sense of pride in the fact that the bison living on the range were a part of a living legacy that began in the late1800s, when the bison of the great American plains had been driven to near-extinction. It was at that time that the Tribe started a Reservation herd, and the bulls, cows, and calves that I observed during my visit, who appeared to flourish undisturbed in their natural setting, are the living descendants of that original group.
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After we left the bison range, In my mind's eye, the highway we were driving on melted away, along with the guard rails, fence posts, and mile markers, and I envisioned thousands of bison, thundering across a wide expanse of undeveloped prairie lands in massive herds -- as there were in North America at one time.
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Scenes from Flathead Lake in Montana which was near where
we camped for the night
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At Glacier National Park (West Entrance)
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  We camped outside of Glacier National Park, near the West Entrance. We e-biked into the park from our camp, then navigated the miles of trails through the park's interior, and ended our tour at the Apgar Visitor's Center.  We arrived at Glacier Park early in the season, and learned soon after that the Road to the Sun was closed after Avalanche due to snowfall.
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Here I am saying "good-bye" to Glacier Park, Montana during our last night at camp.  It's hard to believe that this photo was taken at what was considered "nighttime" by normal standards. When we were there in early June, the sun didn't begin to set until a little after 9:30 p.m., and so, one day was a little over sixteen hours long. With so many hours in the day, we found plenty of opportunities for hiking, biking, taking photographs, and other adventures. You can always sleep after you get home, right?
Natural Bridge Falls Picnic Area
Big Timber, Montana

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In Big Timber, we stopped to hike the trails near the site of an ancient, limestone formation, called a "natural bridge." After its collapse in 1988, due to erosion, the "natural bridge" is now in the process of reforming from the water flowing underground. The "lions head" mountain in the background, adds to the natural beauty of the place.
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Medicine Wheel Medicine Mountain
National Historic Landmark

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On the way to our camp in the Big Horn Mountains of Wyoming, we navigated a long and winding road, with lots of switchbacks, to the Medicine Wheel Medicine Mountain National Historic Landmark.  The marker above gives some information about it, but simply stated, since time immemorial, Medicine Wheel has been, and is to this day, a sacred place of great significance to Native Americans, located at the top of a mountain, high above the clouds.

A journey to Medicine Wheel is difficult and may be somewhat perilous (especially if the weather is not favorable), and tires with good traction, and reliable breaks that can handle steep grades are an absolute necessity.  The gravel road to the landmark may be uneven in places, and commercial vehicles may not trespass there.

Medicine Wheel, at 9,640 feet in elevation, requires a deliberate and respectful approach, on foot, using designated paths, to the stone formations comprising the National Historic Landmark.  It is a place for introspection and quiet contemplation, and Native Americans offer prayers there.  It is not a place to take photographs, in my opinion, and the use of drone technologies is strictly forbidden.
Devils Tower, Wyoming
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We camped in the shadow of Devils Tower (with no apostrophe before the "s"), called, originally, Bear Lodge or Bears Lodge, by Native Americans in the area. During the entire time we spent in the area, the ancient "mammoth rock obelisk" (to quote the sign below) loomed large against the horizon, filling my field of vision as its cone-shaped peak jutted into the blue Wyoming skies overhead. 

It is important to note that Devils Tower was and is a sacred site since time immemorial.  Native Americans offer prayers there from time to time.  In my opinion, prayer offerings should not be photographed and I have not done so.

Devils Tower was omnipresent while we camped nearby: Shining gold and yellow in the sunlight, it greeted us in the morning when we awoke, and then, its deep blue silhouette, outlined against a darkening sky was the last thing we saw at night, before we went to sleep.  Because Devils Tower was close to our camp, and the maps of the area showed there were a number of well-established trails that led up to its base, instead of driving in, we decided to make the ascent on foot  -- an 8-mile hike there and back. 

To help provide context for the photographs that follow, I've included pictures of a couple of signs from the area.  There are other signs that have been placed by the park along the base of Devils Tower.  Rather than hard facts, these signs offer snippets of poetry, quotations, and imagery that speak to the senses, and should, in my opinion, be experienced, rather than photographed, by those who have made the ascent and hike along the Tower's base.
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Dignity of Earth and Sky
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On the way back home from our Montana journey, when we were passing through South Dakota, we made one last stop -- to visit the world-renowned sculpture of "Dignity." 

During our last trip out west a few years ago, we had stopped to visit Dignity, but the weather was terrible, the rain relentless, and the photos I took of her on that cold, dreary day did not do her justice.  I vowed that I would return and try to take her photo again.

So,  it came to pass that on a sunny day in late June,  when we were nearing the end of our Montana journey, we made our way back to Dignity once more.  This time, the weather cooperated, and the photos I took of her that day captured her awe-inspiring beauty and spirit.

I believe that Dignity's larger-than-life sculpture, rising into the skies above South Dakota, and casting its shadow on the plains, mirrors the awe-inspiring beauty and spirit we experienced during our journey west and expresses our gratitude for the peaceful and positive interactions of the "earth, sky, and peoples," around us. We are all related. And now, I leave you -- with Dignity.

-- Marie Rundquist, July 2023
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