Wednesday, May 30, 2018

How Things Change: Automotive, 1949


I wish I had a description of the car, a picture, something. Think of all the paperwork that goes into this process today. Nice to see that Lyman could afford a heater in the car. If my terrible math skills are correct it looks like about a 2% tax on the sale. All part of the post war boom in America.

Monday, May 28, 2018

Day Three on the Mickelson Trail



Day 3 on the Mickelson Trail: Met a guy all decked out in his total racing shirt, spandex, and elite mountain bike, wouldn't say a word. About 50 yards behind were two ladies riding with him (same outfits) and they were just gushing about the beauty of the day, the trail, everything. I don't get it, why can't we just say hello to each other and encourage other riders on their journey? Later met up with two other gentlemen from a nearby unnamed state who were finishing up what would be 200 miles on the trail in 4 days. They rode from Edgemont to mile marker 100 and back. Great conversation as we would pass each other and then meet at the next trailhead. They were stealth camping the trail (illegal, NO camping on the trail) and I'm fairly sure this is frequently done. One guy was bemoaning the fact his 13 year old nephew wasn't allowed to come along because mom thought the trip "too dangerous." As a retired teacher I remember when this parental hovering began, it isn't good and it stunts the growth of our young people. I'll stop lecturing and I didn't even recommend the guy have his nephew over to watch "Fight Club" and write down all the great quotes from the movie.

Day three of a bike is, in my experience, the best. The body has adjusted (somewhat) and you fall into the rhythm of the trail. I had 37.5 miles to ride to finish with most of it downhill. There were two minor climbs but nothing that even made think about getting off and pushing the bike.

 You are near the main road at several points. 

 Typical shelter area along the trail. You do pump your water and it was a reminder of the pump at my grandfather's farm.

 Another old mine.


 Big geography change from first two days, I had a lot more open trail riding. Extremely thankful the SD winds were nonexistent.


 Architecture of early SoDak.

 New concrete bridge sitting on old iron frame. Waste not want not.

 The end. Another great ride in a beautiful part of our country.

Sunday, May 27, 2018

Mickelson Trail Ride Day Two




Day two from the Mickelson Trail: Disclaimer, my wife and I grew up in the same small, central Illinois town, rail to trail makes you think relatively flat. I had biked the Katy Trail in Missouri, there was one climb on it, Hog Hill or some such name, that made you strain. This trail is one climb, descent, climb, descent, on a recumbent I spent a lot of time using my mountain gear. I also hiked and pushed a few times. I left Oreville campground around 8:30 a.m. and proceeded to climb to Crazy Horse monument. Beautiful weather, low humidity so you don't have sweat pouring from every pore but you have to remember to keep drinking water regularly. It was a wonderful 5.1 mile downhill into Custer. This is a great town to visit. We camped at French Creek, right on the trail and just a block off Main Street so easy access to great food. I had arranged for my wife to pick me up at the White Elephant Trailhead just south of Custer, no water or toilet here. This was a short day of riding which left time to explore Custer on foot and let my body recover from day 1.

I have to be perfectly honest, I needed this short day. My body was tired, legs were sore and an early stop was just what I needed.

 Signs along the way to let you know how far to Edgemont. Further north you don't see them very often but they become very regular the closer to Edgemont you get.

 Horses near Crazy Horse monument shelter.

 Typical views along the trail.





 Vick picked me up here and we went back (6 miles) to camp in Custer.

 Great park in Custer. We'll go back to hike it since I had had all the climbing I wanted the previous two days. Vick was nice and said she hadn't brought the "right shoes" for hiking.

Saturday, May 26, 2018

John & Rose Schurter family: two views



Thanks to cousin John (Holly actually) for sharing the lower picture with me.
Upper picture of the "kids" was probably taken in the 1970s while the best guess John could give for the lower picture was late 1930s or early 1940s. 

Mickelson Trail ride Day 1





Spent May 23-25 cycling the Mickelson Trail from Deadwood to Edgemont. I will break this into a post per day. Me, 63, didn't have many base miles but at least live at 3200' so the elevation change didn't totally finish me off. Day 1 was from Deadwood to Oreville Campground. Elevation high point of the day was 6200', trail was soft due to recent rains and hail. I didn't choose wisely when I came to fork in the trail and went left, no longer the 4% grade of a railroad but had one 17% and one 20% climb (walk for me). This was a great time of year to be on the trail, I saw people throughout the day, trailheads have very clean vault toilets, water and shelter; in between trailheads are shelters where you can get water and sit in a shelter to update your ride diary. I was the only recumbent seen, there was an a guy on a small frame, fat tire, electric assist bike I saw two days near Custer, SD. The bike also folded, weighed 62 pounds and had a range of 20 miles for electric assist. He was not a happy camper when the power died and he had to pedal "this behemoth," I would guess he was late 70s in age and still out riding. Pictures are from day 1. South of Rochford there are numerous mining claims being worked so I had to take a picture of the posting. Mystic trailhead has tools and air pump available.

Vick drove our Roadtrek, met me for lunch in Rochford and then went on to our campground. This was a long day of cycling. Confession, steep climbs aren't for recumbents, I pushed the bike up the steep climbs and the climbs that lasted an hour I would break up, thirty minutes of riding and then 10 minutes walking. I'm not 50 anymore.
 Leaving Deadwood

 Recent rains had washed over the trail just outside Deadwood.

 How the trail looks south of Deadwood, shade is welcome. I did carry pepper spray (kept Vick happy) since we have 200 mountain lions in the Black Hills and someone didn't want me to become a snack. I sure wasn't going to outrun one.

 Effects of mining on this hillside.

 This is a typical shelter, you have these between trailheads and most have water available.

 Read this way too late, I had already taken the "short cut" which just about did me in. I met a trail patrol rider later in the day and he guessed half of those who plan to ride the whole trail stop after this point thinking the whole trail is going to be this difficult.

 Another dream of wealth.

 You pass through 4 of these on your first day if you ride to Hill City.

 Lunch, Vick had a long, out of the way drive to meet me here but since the local cafe owner closed for an appointment I appreciated the effort on my wife's part. 

 I rode through several areas like this where you can easily see how criminals could rob a train. No effort to jump from rocks to passing train and overtake the engineer.

 They were attempting to live trap this beaver and relocate him.

 Mystic Trailhead comes equipped with tools and an air pump. Every stop on the trail was spotless and ready for the upcoming busy season.


 There are still many working claims along the trail south of Rochford. The owners prefer you don't bother anything.

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Wednesday, May 16, 2018

PCHS Teacher Manual 1938-39 part 3 of 5

I thought I might finish these in 3-4 posts but it will take a few more. Please continue following these and thinking about the education world of the 21st century. Notice the "Spiritual" section on the first page.







Monday, May 14, 2018

Portland Trip II

Picture from our hike in Forest Park, Portland

Lolo Pass, Idaho



Idaho rest stop, rivers were high.