Homestead in the Rain

Last year Dad, Samson, and I went to Pipestone National Monument in Minnesota during National Parks Appreciation Week.  We went.  We saw.  We sweated.  I suppose that means we conquered.  This year Dad and I (Samson had to stay home because pets leashed or otherwise were not permitted on the trails) went to Homestead National Monument near Beatrice, NE.  It rained buckets while we were driving there and while we were in the indoor exhibits.  God kept it to mere sprinkles at most while we were out on the trails.  Here are a few photos from this year's adventure.

The hole represents how much of the state was homesteaded.

Post it and he will stop to read.

A river runs through it.

Some people go that way.

The indoor exhibits were great!

Those Native Americans had a good idea.  Hey, Samson...

We were having so much fun trekking around the monument that I threw a shoe!

Ye old farm machinery

Didn't get to go in because of the rain, but we got a picture.

I have more pictures still on the camera.  If I get real ambitious (or just plain motivated), someday I'll have the pictures printed out and in an album for people to look at in person - like in the old days!  :)