and open fields ... with ... what's this?
why! It's a coyote! See how bushy his tail is?? (Sorry for the blur, but cloudy, foggy weather and great distance isn't conducive to good photography.)
We're headed for an old French fur trading post in Pembina (pronounced PEM-bih-naw).
It sits right on the edge of the North Red River - considering the fact that the waterways were the super highways of yester-year, that's a really good place to set up shop, eh? I'm told that there is no other building in North Dakota that is older than this one. Antoine (pronounced An-twon) Gingras was one of the richest men of the northern plains in the 1840's. Among other things, he was a proponent of self-government for the Metis. (Fur traders often married American Indians and their children were called Metis. Their culture was totally different from either parent group.)
So that's all there is to the old French fur trading post. Bummer. They should at least have a buffalo hide tacked to the outside wall...
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