The White River is an amazing place to spend your day. As I trudged through the brush and made my own trails, my friends, Steve and Sandra, went fly fishing. It was a beautiful day with little wind, lots of sunshine, and plenty of time to breathe and relax.
Hubert Clair Bishop – AKA Miss Bish. Nebraska State Historical Society
I’m not a big fan of Halloween, but I sure know a story when I see it.
I returned to my car and slipped behind the steering wheel. I had already hiked several miles and was looking forward to getting back to my hotel room and resting before dinner. As I began to take the turn and leave the area surrounding the Grebel Ponds at Fort Robinson State Park behind me, I noticed a large, dark figure come over the top of a nearby ridge to my left. I stopped the car and squinted into the distance. A lone bison was wandering down the slope of the hill, stopping momentarily, here and there, for a bite to eat. It paid no attention to me.
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