My early morning drive from Havre Montana out to the Sweetgrass Hills near Whitlash, Montana. I was up with the sun
Cruised down to Fresno Resevoir which was still frozen except around the edges!
Some cliff swallows had made a nest under the picnic shelter where I shooting some of the photos. I suppose that makes them shelter swallows but that makes them sound like the poor birds are underprivileged.
Skyscraper Kremlin, Montana style
Kremlin also gets credit for having the 2nd best piece or yard art for the day, this van rocks, I always wondered what happened to the Mystery Machine after Scoobey Doo went off the air ;D
Other town signs the one for the little town of Rudyard always makes me laugh.
Best “yard art” of the day goes to Rudyard
The Sugar Shak Diner in Chester, its an awesome town I will do a photo blog on it one day soon, so I will just include this one pic of the town.
The rest of the pics are taken on the gravel roads that head north from Chester to the boarder post of Whitlash Mt. I didnt make it that far today but I did get to the edge of the Sweetgrass Hills near the old one room Hill schoolhouse and the homesteader house nearby a beautiful setting for a home or schoolhouse in the valley at the feet of the Sweetgrass even the antelope in one shot seemed to be checking out the view.
And one final pic…Zombie Dinasour Terror of the High Plains!!!!!!!!!!!
It was only natural that I would end up in Montana and loving it. I grew up watching National Geographic, reading Louis LaMour books, and being a student of history. All of the things that I loved growing up I am able to live out as an adult. Rivers like the Missouri, the Platte,the Cimmaron, the Red, that I read about in the western novels I’ve crossed myself. I have stood at discovery point where Lewis and Clark camped at the junction of the Marias and Missouri to decide which river was the Missouri. I remember memorizing Chief Josephs speech in school “….From where the sun stands now, I will fight no more forever. The place where he made that speech is 30 minutes from my house. I have walked across the mighty Missouri, can take a ferry across it and seen the place near the little bighorn where on the lonely greasy grass where Custer rode to his destiny. I remember watching National Geographic specials on Yellowstone and I have been able to go there. I have seen the herds of elk and buffalo the deer and the coyotes and seen the geysers. I love that 10 minutes in any direction from my house I am out on the high plains of Montana with the mountians off in the distance and have a chance to see deer,elk,antelope,mountian lions. That I can still see cowboys and cowgirls riding there herds or farmers running a combine long after sunset. I GET TO LIVE EVERYDAY WHAT MOST PEOPLE ONLY EXPERIENCE BY WATCHING THE HISTORY OR DISCOVERY CHANNELS.
Interior of the Loma Schoolhouse. Built in the early 1900 in Loma Montana. One thing I want my photography and my blog to do is to not only preserve images of our history and heritage but to bring awareness to our need to preserve these places before they are gone. I have met the grand-daughter of both the family that donated part of their ranch land for the school and one whose grand-mother taught there. It would be sad for the building to be lost to time and the elements