Solberg Butte in ten photos

This rock face sits on the north end of a hill that peaks as Solberg Butte, but since I have a friend who’s a Solberg I decided that the name applies to the entire hill. I’ve spent some time on this hill from time to time, with the landowner’s permission, and am finally going to tell you a little bit about it while guiding you through last Friday’s hike.

The picture above is the rock face on the north end of the hill, which is the feature that led me to this place. A friend of mine used to fly his hang glider off the back of this hill. On one occasion, the friend who was filming his crashes helping him came around the corner and exclaimed that he’d found all sorts of writing on the rocks! It was those rocks I set out to find, and find them I did.

I was not wearing the shoes for this. Hiking this hill is fun when it’s not caked in slippery snow, but trudging up it in ankle socks and a pair of well-worn Airwalks is just plain ridiculous. Thankfully I had my monopod with me, which doubles as a hiking stick.

Here’s one of the rock faces filled with writing. I know, there’s so much other gunk on the rock that you can’t make out the writing, but I wanted to show you the cool overhang formed by the eroded sandstone.

Here we have some of the writings, most with dates. The one at the top of the frame says “J.H. 1922” and below it is the outline of a smilin’ dude. It’s hard to make out, but the top of his head starts just to the left of the top of my monopod.

This one was really well worn. It’s dated 1903. I embellished the date just a bit in Photoshop so it would be easier to read. In person it was quite easy to make out. Because this rock erodes so easily, newer carvings like the “MIKE” to the right of it are much deeper.

This particular carving says June (something) 1927. No embellishment here. There are many other carvings as well, but to do so here would require hundreds of photos; the entire rock face has carvings on it!

Surprise of a lifetime: out walking around atop the technically accurate peak of Solberg Butte, I stumbled upon this marker! If I’d been looking for the thing, I’d likely have gone years without finding it. But in the fashion of my usual dumb luck, I nearly tripped on it. This marker (and its accompanying azimuth marker a few yards away) was placed in 1945. You can read more about the National Geodetic Survey’s current incarnation by clicking here. Its history is even more fascinating; I’ll let you track that down on your own.

ADDED:This is the second marker, the one I referred to as an azimuth marker earlier. Notice that the center of the disc has an arrow in it, not a triangle.  Bruce, one of my readers, found the actual azimuth marker’s location to be quite some distance away. I guess this one is just to indicate the direction in which the azimuth marker lies. See, I learn something new every day!

The view of the road. I don’t know if the picture conveys it, but I’m up a little ways.

Cool snow, huh? This was on the hike back down. I had a racquetball date to keep with my wife, and boy did I get skunked! But overall the day was a success, because I had a fun hike and photos to share. I got to leave work early today due to some extra time I’d put in earlier in the week, so I had time to go pokin’ around.

I’m not divulging the exact location of this site, but I will say that it’s northeast of Bismarck. The geodetic marker is a clue, that it’s in the Naughton township…east of the Naughton School, by the way. But because this land is posted No Trespassing, don’t go getting any ideas. I have explicit permission from the landowner himself to visit this site, something that took quite a while to get. In all the photos I post here, I always honor No Trespassing and other posted signs, respect landowners’ rights, and seek their permission. I expect my readers to do the same.

Remember when Y-93 did the “Cash Call” contest?

I had forgotten all about it, particularly since I don’t recall listening to Y-93 since the late 1980s. Those were the cool days of KYYY, with people like Bob Beck, Olivia DeYoung, Loren Gray, Pat Buchella, and Bruce Elscott. Obviously Bob and Lori are still around town, but they’re no longer at Y-93.

Anyway, back to the cash call. I was poking around in the storage room as I often do, and I forget what I was even looking for. Among the things I found, however, was this old tape from my high school days. Appropriately labeled, this tape contains a recording of when I won the Cash Call on Y-93 one morning during my sophomore year.

The way it worked was: they’d pick a dollar amount, always with 93 cents, and announce it periodically throughout the day. Then at 5:30 or so they’d pick a random number from the residential section of the phone book. If you were the lucky recipient of a call and could tell them the correct amount, you’d win it! They’d do the same thing through the evening with a winning call made early in the morning. That’s when Bob called me. He woke me up, but I was a faithful winner and blurted out the correct amount.

One other thing they would do is record the call and use it to promote the next Cash Call in a promo later in the day. I had a boom box ( in those days we called ’em “ghetto blasters” ) handy and was able to record the promo of the call that Bruce Elscott played in the afternoon. Wanna listen?

Click here to play the Cash Call and hear my groggy teenage voice (it will open in a new window and launch Windows Media Player).

I actually did pretty well on Y-93 contests. I won tickets, a promo copy of the Miami Vice Soundtrack on vinyl, the aforementioned Cash Call, etc. The winning stopped when I joined the Meyer Broadcasting team in 1990, though. I’m not sure if they were even doing the Cash Call at that point, but I was ineligible for any of the contests on any of the stations.

I still see Bob Beck, Loren Gray, and my other radio friends Brian ( “B-Man” ) and Crystal Reeves every now and then. Bob’s an avid motorcyclist, by the way, and the only guy I know who’s had a run-in with a buffalo with his Harley and lived. It’s fun to refer back to the good old days of the Meyer empire…but I think we’re all doing pretty well for ourselves these days too. And the $109.93? I did what any 15 year old kid would do: I spent most of it on my girlfriend and wasted the rest.

EDIT: I forgot to mention my “other” radio friends – Jason Hulm, Phil Parker, Mark Armstrong, Sid Hardt, Al Gustin… since I was in the mindset of “DJs” I overlooked these guys. Not that there’s anything wrong with being “just” a DJ. Oh heck, now I’ve dug myself ANOTHER hole… I love all you guys, okay? I’m just kinda scatterbrained, I guess.
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Name this alley – but NO PLAYING, by order of the Police Department

I played with the lighting a little bit to make it fun, since I shot this photo from my truck in the middle of a cloudy afternoon. I found the sign on the wall quite interesting, a throwback from a long time ago I’m sure. Do you know where this alley is?

Yes, this alley is in the Bismarck-Mandan area. No, you’re not eligible to guess if you lived near it like my friends Lance and Melissa. And, whatever you do, don’t play in this alley if you find it! By order of the police department, according to the sign. Somehow I doubt it’s currently enforced.

Clint’s CRAZY Bargains

I found this in my souvenir box the other day. It’s a pretty sizeable box, since I tend to be sentimental about nearly everything. This bag was a gift from a friend and came from a chain of stores that no longer exists.

Back in the 1990s, when Jerry Bartz was still doing weather at KFYR-TV, he took a vacation to Australia. When he came back to work he brought me this souvenir. Apparently there was a big chain of discount stores called “Clint’s CRAZY Deals” down under. I don’t know why they left the apostrophe off the bags, though. I tried to find them online, but only found an article about the chain being purchased by a similar bargain retail chain. So I guess I have a collector’s item, a piece of Aussie retail history!

I know Jerry was working for some shop-at-home channels such as Gems TV, but he moved on from there and I’m not sure what happened to him after that.  I don’t think I’ve spoken to my former coworker since he left KFYR-TV, and as a Minnesota native I doubt he makes it back to Bismarck often.

STROMBOLI! Okay, it’s a Pepperoni Bread Bake

I had a >ahem< birthday recently, and my lovely wife gave me this for a belated birthday cake tonight. In fact, it’s still cooling in the oven just as you see it in the picture above. This is a Bread Bake from Bread Poets. I thought it was a Stromboli, but I’ve been corrected. Stromboli’s a different item but just as tasty, it’s what we had last time. No, I’m not turning this blog into a Bread Poets love-fest, but I bet my post about Jon got my wife thinking about picking up my birthday treat. I’m glad if it did!

We just got done swimming with PJ for about an hour, and she’s feeding him before bed while our dinner cools. Now it’s time to leave the keyboard and go dish up an AMAZING treat. If you haven’t tried one of these, you need to do so immediately. Even Scooter, my little lovebird, likes it. I’m almost drooling on the keyboard!

How many city employees does it take to install a light pole?

No joking at the expense of city employees here…after all, I am a city employee! This sight actually caught my eye because, although there’s another guy running the crane, it seemling only takes one guy to maneuver the base of this pole into place. He might be pretty tough, but I think it’s actually a matter of hanging the thing properly so that it’s balanced. In any case, it was pretty neat to see.

There may be more than two guys here, but I only saw two. Then I had to get back to work. Thanks to this crew, Vermont Avenue has streetlights!

Your Message Here! Reach…well…nobody, really

I got off work early yesterday and decided to capitalize on the opportunity to hop on my dirt bike and head out of town. Along a cool little section line road I found this sign. This was a really cool road, one which I probably wouldn’t even take my 4×4 truck on…but the dirt bike is pretty nimble on this stuff. I decided to stop and take a rest and grab a few shots.

So, if you want to post a message that might someday be seen by somebody, although I can make no guarantees, perhaps this would be a good opportunity! If you don’t have the means to get across some pretty gnarly terrain, however, get ready to hike. It’s only about 14 miles out of Bismarck. The way things are going, this could be prime real estate in just a few short years!

Let sleeping dogs lie…especially when they’re stacked

These two canine companions were having a warm summer snooze in the driveway of their owners as I drove by. They live in a house near Fox Island and the surrounding backwater, so I’ve seen them many times before. In fact, I’d even heard about them sleeping this way before…I had just never seen it for myself. Now I have, and so have you! What a great couple of pals these pooches must be.

Free car washes today, courtesy of the City of Bismarck

Well, that’s what some drivers got at the intersection of Main and Expressway today! I almost got in on the fun, but since I could take pictures instead and tell y’all about it, I chose the latter. This was a pretty crazy scene, man.

No, the firefighter is not chasing these vehicles with the spray. Rather, he’s washing off the roadway. I don’t know what sort of incident took place here, but these guys were hurriedly washing something off the road. What it is, I have no idea; but it can’t be anything serious, because they were washing it off the roadway into the ditch.

Look past the front of the fire truck and you’ll see that there’s a truck and trailer at the side of the road. I don’t know if they were hauling something and it spilled, or if there was an accident and spill, or pretty much anything else. I’d feel pretty bad about the lack of details, but the local media were apparently completely oblivious to the entire thing. Traffic was backed up in all directions, so I threw the camera back in the bag and took a different route into town.

I sure would like to know what they were rinsing off the road…wouldn’t you?

Ten Commandments posted at city limits


Although I’ve only had a few opportunities to pass through Alexander, for some reason it remains one of my favorite small towns in North Dakota. Working for the state DOT I’ve often been able to stay in small towns and go walkabout to explore what they have to offer. In fact, my experiences working around the state for the DOT’s Planning Division are what gave me my love of North Dakota in the first place…how’s that for a formative experience?

One of my favorite qualities of Alexander these days is the Ten Commandments sign posted on the edge of town. I don’t know who posted it, and I don’t know whose property it’s on. I just know that I like it. My travels for work had me working a rare Saturday gig this weekend, and also sent me up Highway 85. Thus I had the chance to pull over for a second and get a photo of this sign. I think more communities should have one of these!

On a side note, the western part of the state got a LOT of rain yesterday. I was disappointed to hear that Bismarck did not get the same. As we worked our way through western North Dakota and northward, the rain even threatened our visibility at times…and the North Unit of the TR Park was fogged in! That’s an unusual Badlands photo. I only got one shot due to time constraints, and didn’t even get out of the car. But it still turned out pretty cool.