An exciting adventure looking at the land and the people around me.
Monday, March 12, 2012
A Tale To Share
It was a cold and blustery March day. Winds were blowing at 50 mph and the cold cut through my clothing, even though it was 31 degrees.I stopped and got out of my van for a quick shot on this barn.It sat in the middle of a barren landscape soon to be reborn from the floods that stood four feet deep here from the Missouri River last year. The silt covered the fertile soil , and I was charmed by this collection of machinery sitting around this prairie castle. I shot a few angles walking down the highway and returned quickly to my car. I opened the door only to find I had hit the electric locks getting out. There sat my vehicle running, my warm coffee, phone and gloves inside. I hadn't seen very much traffic so I huddled behind my vehicle to get out of the wind. I mumbled a few coarse words and saw a pair of cars approaching. I raced across the road and stuck out my thumb. The first driver looked the other direction, perhaps not wanting to make eye contact knowing it was so cold to be standing in the middle of nowhere. The second slowed and started backing up. I ran for the warmth and told the driver where I needed to go to get my extra key. He said he could give me a ride and I was overjoyed. I told him I needed to stop by my landlords office to get a key to my apartment and he took out his phone and said to it," Call David." They were friends from high school and I had a set of keys waiting when we arrived. He took me home and said if I didn't mind his trading cars at his house he was returning to his family farm down the road from where I was stranded to take another vehicle in for servicing. He told me of his family owning two century farms, and a grandfather who enjoyed writing historical accounts of his life. I was eager to meet him also, but had to end my day. I offered to give him some cash, but he declined. It is nice to meet such wonderful people out on the prairie.