The hardest part of trip was getting the sleeping bags and the tent back into their sacks every morning.
Once we packed up, we headed for Waubonsie's Loess Hills trails.
Later, after visiting the Missouri River Basin Lewis and Clark Intepretive Center in Nebraska, we returned to Iowa and spent most of the day driving north on the Iowa side of the Missouri River.
Once we packed up, we headed for Waubonsie's Loess Hills trails.
Later, after visiting the Missouri River Basin Lewis and Clark Intepretive Center in Nebraska, we returned to Iowa and spent most of the day driving north on the Iowa side of the Missouri River.
I see four hobbits.
Our second destination on Day 3 was The Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center in Nebraska City on the western side of the Missouri River. Before the trip, Nina read a book about Sacajawea.
A replica of a pirogue Lewis and Clark used to navigate the Missouri.
We had the patio to ourselves with a view of the Missouri for our lunch picnic.
After lunch, he walked to trail down to the riverbank.
After walking back up the bank, we visited a replica of a Plains Indian earth lodge.
When we got back to our picnic patio, this slithery creature was waiting for us.
Nina, Pablo, and Emilio boarded the keelboat.
Pablo put his back into the launch.
Emilio set the course.
We eventually made it to Niobrara State Park in Nebraska, where we set up our tent on a quiet hillside at the edge of a forest overlooking the Niobrara river.
After supper, Pablo, Emilio, and I climbed down to the banks of a cold, post-sunset Niobrara.
The day's soundtrack featured: "Little Nebraska Town" by Rachel Price, "Coat of Many Colors" by Dolly Parton (because it's one of Nina's new favorites), "Frontera" by Jorge Drexler (my contribution), and "Hello" by Nebraska native Karmin.
4 comments:
How dare you call me a Hobbit?
In the picture where Pablo is climbing the wooden ladder, there is a snake skin on the ground. The Ranger told us that snakes like to go in there to shed their skins because it is cold. One time, she was turning off the lights, and she touched a snake climbing on the wall. eek!
Was that a real snake? Remember scooting the snake out of our house with a broom after we flooded? Brave boy! Love, mother
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