Grown over

As a bona fide “dude” I feel a twinge of melancholy whenever I see a tool that has been retired. This particular farm implement sits idle, gathering vegetation, in the middle of a field south of Mandan. It would be nice if it was at least in a visible location where it could serve as a work of art or tribute to days long past, but that’s not the case. Sadly, it sits inconspicuously in an obscure corner, destined to rust away. At least it’ll remain somewhat immortal in pictures.

Make $100 the easy way – but you’d better act fast!

Winning entries to the 2007 North Dakota Governor’s Photo Contest will each win $100. In fact, a friend of mine had three winning photos last year for a mathematically predictable $300 in prize money. The deadline for the contest, however, is September 7th. That’s Friday, folks…and since they want a print copy along with a CD of the photo (if digital), that puts the pressure on anyone who wants to enter but hasn’t.

I was pretty excited about this contest and looking forward to entering, until I saw the following text in the news release announcing the contest:

North Dakota Tourism will retain exclusive ownership rights to all winning photographs for use in the 2008 North Dakota Travel Guide, Hunting and Fishing Guide and on the Tourism Division’s Web site.

What they’re doing is actually getting cheap stock photography. If a person goes to a professional stock photo site, a single photo can cost in the hundreds of dollars. Even then, the purchaser does not get ownership rights to the photo! Since there are few North Dakota photos on the stock photo sites anyway, it makes sense to try to lure North Dakotans to send in their own for a meager prize.

I don’t sell ownership rights to my photos, period. I’ve sold prints for the $250-300 range, but even those have a copyright penned on them next to my signature. These days one can’t be too careful to protect one’s intellectual property, and I keep up on the legal ins & outs of doing so since I work in this business.

If you don’t mind signing away the ownership rights to one of your photos, and can get a print done overnight at Bob’s Photo and run up to the capitol before end-of-business Friday, enter the contest! A hundred bucks is a hundred bucks, after all. But just make sure you’re aware that they intend to own exclusive rights to that photo. It’s up to you whether that’s worth it.

Follow the rays home

I spent a good chunk of this weekend in the Fargo-Moorhead area, as I was the graphics operator for some good ol’ college football on TV. I had a blast despite feeling under the weather; I was a couch pilot Wednesday, Thursday, and Monday but had good days Friday through Sunday. I tend to get a sinus infection in the fall for some reason, and this weekend brought a really nasty one. I’m still fighting it, and I think all the stuff in the air is the reason why.

This sunset photo was taken from an anonymous overpass in eastern North Dakota…I don’t even remember where, but it was remote. I was hoping to get on the road in time to reach the Prairie Pothole lakes for the sunset, but sadly that didn’t happen. No worries, I was treated to an amazing sky nearly all the way home…and by the time it got dark, my windshield was so pasted with bugs that I couldn’t see much anyway! A quick stop at King Koin to pressure wash the truck took care of that once I reached Bismarck. Sometimes I take my Suzuki down to Fargo, park it in the KVLY garage, and drive one of their cars for the weekend. I’m sure glad I didn’t do that this time around! Cleaning bugs off my leathers and helmet is NOT fun.

Mandan should have one of these

This is a view of the Red River between Fargo and Moorhead. There’s a really cool recreation area just south of the Main Street bridge where people can wade out among the rocks and fish or just cool off. The banks are landscaped and, in some places, paved with concrete. It looks like a fun place to spend an afternoon.

Here’s a little closer look so you can see the foot bridge crossing the river upstream a ways. I think Mandan should do something like this on the Heart River; there’s a similar area beneath the Highway 6 bridge that would be perfect, and it’s already next to a developed park. Obviously this wouldn’t work with the Missouri, but the Heart River is just begging to be used for some recreation. Anybody got a bunch of rocks they wouldn’t mind dumping overboard?

Pink & Purple Power

My little boy and I were out in the truck the other night and pulled up to the Burnt Creek boat dock. The sun had already set, but it was still casting color to our sky, and it was a suitable backdrop for MDU’s power plant north of Mandan.

Remember the stereotypical image of stacks belching forth acrid black smoke? Those days are long gone, thanks to pollution control measures. In fact, the only thing you’re likely to see from today’s power plants is steam…which makes sense, because that’s all a power plant really is: a steam factory. Once they’ve made the steam, they force it through the turbines of some very large generators, but the process of the plant is the liquefaction and ignition of coal in order to heat water into steam. As cleanly and as safely as possible, I might add.

On Golden Pond… river, actually

Some nights you just can’t beat the cliffs of Double Ditch Indian Village for great shots of the river at sunset. This was one of them. I never tire of this view, but I really want to go to the bottom of the cliffs for a sunset. It seems I just can’t get myself out there in time, because the only foot path down to the river is on the south end of the park. By the time I get out there, I haven’t the time to hoof it to the water and thread my way north. Oh well, someday…

Logan County storm – check out this supercell

While out poking around south of Mandan the other night, I was astounded by this huge mushroom cloud east of the Bismarck-Mandan area. With cloud tops in the 60,000 foot range and a span that looked as big as the county, it was a formidable sight to see. I sure was glad I wasn’t on the business end of such a cloud! Thankfully nobody was hurt or killed by this storm, although it did quite a bit of crop and property damage.

Another reason why E-85 is a joke – one that isn’t very funny

The ethanol craze is driving up the price of corn. As a result, more farmers grow corn. That means fewer acres of other crops are planted, driving the prices of those grains up as well. Not only is the cost of feed increased, so is the cost of other food products. Ranchers and dairy farmers have to raise their prices to make up for their increased production costs. So all our food prices go up.

I have a hard time believing the farmer or rancher is going to come out successful in the long run, and it’s obvious the consumer is getting robbed. So who’s making money? Simple: the people collecting the government subsidies on ethanol blended fuels.

In ND, E85 can contain as little as 70% ethanol. Check the text on that orange button on the E85 pump. That means an E85 producer can hedge 15% of the ethanol in the fuel he makes and collect a 50 cent per gallon subsidy on 15% more product! What a racket, eh?

Why do you suppose they give it 15% leeway? Perhaps it’s because the ethanol evaporates and/or absorbs water. That’s why they can’t transport it using pipelines. So if it will absorb water in a pipeline, what do you suppose it’s going to do in the underground tanks at the gas stations?

What about putting a hygroscopic fuel in your gas tank? Do you feel like replacing a $500 fuel pump in your General Motors Flexfuel vehicle every winter when the water absorbed by the ethanol freezes up and takes out the impellers of your fuel pump? Since 1995, GM has integrated the fuel pump with the gas gauge sending unit in its vehicles. Trust me, I had to replace one. I couldn’t believe the $670 bill! Look forward to more of those if you’re going to start making ethanol ice cubes in your gas tank.

Let’s not forget that E85 is a thermodynamic loser as well. That means you get less energy out of gallon of E85 compared to a gallon of gasolene. Simply put: your car doesn’t have much power, your mileage goes down, and you save ZERO in the long run. But you get to feel better (until you crunch the numbers) and some fatcat gets to collect a government subsidy. E85 is a joke, plain and simple. Anyone who tells you otherwise has a purely financial interest in doing so.

Before Medora had its ampitheater…there was Fort Abraham Lincoln

You can’t find any remnants of it now, but there was at one time a large ampitheater set up south of Mandan. Many of us are too young to remember it, but I’ve got photographic proof! I can’t say exactly when this was built, although Fort Abraham Lincoln is celebrating its 100th anniversary this year.

This photo comes from a friend’s collection. His dad spent most of his time in the air and, like myself, never went anywhere without his camera. He’s amassed a treasure of North Dakota history, which I’ve been entrusted to share with you. You’ll be as astonished as I was.

The last time I was up at Fort Lincoln State Park, one of the young guys working for the park was able to show us where the ampitheater used to reside. It was a pleasant surprise to find out about it, and also to find a guy in his 20s who knows about it.

By the way, the executive director of the Fort Abraham Lincoln Foundation is pro-abortion ND state legislator Tracy Potter, who thinks the ND law outlawing abortion is “terribly embarrassing.” I suppose now I’ll be accused of “attacking” Mr. Potter because I’ve quoted his deplorable political beliefs, but that’s what liberals do: set themselves up in foundations, institutions, or bureaucracies, then cry “attack!” whenever someone points out what they believe.

Here’s a bit of advice for Mr. Potter: instead of trying to advance liberal social agendas in the state legislature, focus on Fort Lincoln and lean on ’em to keep the blockhouse gates open until dark (as the sign says) for local photographers to enjoy them at sunset! Only once this year have I driven out to Fort Lincoln before dark and found the gates unlocked. Now THAT is “terribly embarrassing.”

Friday night boat

It’s been a grueling couple of days, as we mourn with our family over the loss of Alexis. Tonight, after some truly wonderful family time, my wife and I took a trip up River Road. The sun was already past the horizon, but I saw this lone straggler still out on the water and sensed an opportunity. After that it was back home to snuggle our boy and get some much needed rest.