Broken Kettle Grasslands

It's been one thing after another for me lately. I told you in my last post how busy I've been. Burt right when I had time to do a few things on here my internet connection went down for awhile. Then just last night a thunderstorm knocked my power out. But enough of that.

I told you before that I've had a few good adventures recently, and this trip to Broken Kettle Grasslands was the first part of them. There are buffalo here but I didn't see them. It's still a very beautiful place, and that's what I'm going to show you today.


What I have for you are several pictures of places from Broken Kettle Grasslands that I enjoyed, and I'm sure you'll enjoy them too.

Many of these places in my pictures are fenced off from the public because they don't want humans to disturb the wildlife, especially the buffalo.

Broken Kettle Grasslands stretches out as far as the eye can see.The structures you may be able to see in the background are power lines. There are no towns here. The nearest town from this place is my little town.

I took this picture above because I liked the way it looked as if this place was carved out of the surrounding grounds. The background and the area surrounding all of it is just beautiful.

This last picture was taken because I liked the look of that pond in the distance. It looked so peaceful and inviting.

I have one last thing before I go today. Emma has started doing a series of interviews with nature bloggers over at Nature Center Magazine. I'm the first one who is interviewed. My interview is up today, so please go over and read it and tell the readers there how wonderful you think I am, or how terrible. And be prepared, Emma will be asking for interviews from some of you in the weeks and months ahead. Don't worry, it will be fun and it won't take long at all, and your readers will get a kick out of it.

That's all from me for today. Hopefully I'll be back very soon. Now go read my interview.

Isabella's Scary Foolishness

I'm still so busy that I'm having trouble finding time to be here right now. I had hoped that would have changed already. I had planned on spending a nice relaxing day reading some of my favorite blogs earlier today, but of course I never got to do that.

I recently ordered a new extra large hard drive for this computer. But after spending all day trying to get it to work, I finally had to give up and send it back because it was no good. I hope the replacement doesn't give me so much trouble.

Now all I have time for is to finally tell you the story of the danger my dog Isabella foolishly tried to put us both in on our latest adventure. The strange thing is that I had a strange premonityion that something like this might happen. Let's get to my little tale.

The picture above shows the view from a place atop Stone Park. This place hovers perilously hundreds of feet above the highway below. The only protection on this particular trail is the little fence you see in the picture. That fence is only about ten feet in length and at its end on either side is a very dangerous drop. A person is safe only as long as they don't behave foolishly here.

Notice the mini-van in the far distance below? Well, as it happens, Isabella likes to chase cars. As I was taking just a few quick pictures to show you just how far up we were, that mini-van came cruising by on the road below.

I heard it coming from a distance, but didn't think anything of it. After all, it was far away from us. I then decided that a picture of it might help to show the distance. It actually worked rather well, as you can see it looks very small down there. I didn't account for a foolish dog though.

This next picture was the one I took as Isabella yanked on her leash in an attempt to chase that van. Luckily, I was able to grab tight and hold my ground while yelling at her to stop. It would have been only a few feet for her to fall over the side to her death, possibly taking me with her. She's a big dog.

Needless to say, this was also the last picture I took from this place, and the last time I'll take her there. The place is not unsafe, but it is not a place for foolishness. I never thought Isabella would try to do something like that. This was perhaps the scariest thing that ever happened to me on one of my hikes. I'm just glad we were standing at the right end of the fence to keep her safe.

I quickly took us both back up the trail toward my truck and to a safer path. I think Isabella must have realized what she did afterwards because she got a little sick all over the ground when we got about halfway back. I hope she doesn't forget this incident. I know I won't.