The day the polkas (and bubbles) came back to town

It was a sunny September day in 1965. I didn’t exist yet, but my friend’s dad did…and so did his camera. Lawrence Welk and his orchestra flew into Bismarck to, as James Grimstad put it, a “royal turnout.”

I haven’t much to say about the event, since I wasn’t there (or anywhere), but I do have to pay tribute to my friend’s dad Jim. I barely knew him before he passed away of Alzheimer’s, although I had the opportunity to know him better. It was only after his passing that I realized he and I were such kindred spirits. It seems he never went anywhere without his cameras over the years, and has left an astonishing and irreplacable photo legacy. Now I really regret not getting to know him better and talking about his photos with him, helping him relive the moments he captured.

Through an enormous gift of grace, I’ve been entrusted with much of that legacy and hope to preserve it in its entirety. You’ll see many more peeks into Bismarck history through his lens here on my blog throughout the years, as he has decades of unique photos of memorable events. His work will live on.

Higher ground

I got off work to an awesome sky today. The clouds were pretty amazing, so I did what works best: head for high ground and see what develops! I found myself at the University of Mary this time around. I was just going to stop in the parking lot, but I found that the large cross at the edge of the hill was a good point of view.

The neat thing about the sky at this particular time is that the clouds look like they’re going around the cross, like when you put your hand in running water or something similar. It was a pretty cool catch!

Part of the photographic formula is a nice camera. Another part is an eye for an attractive photo. I tend to attribute the biggest part of the formula, however, to just simply being there. I was there tonight. Then it was home for a tremendous honey-do list, which tonight was marathon woodworking in our home improvement project.

The other side of Double Ditch

I’ve posted a few sunset photos from this vantage point: the post at the north border of Double Ditch Indian Village, perched atop the cliff. It’s a popular point of view for local photographers, and I’ve run into a few there. But it brings up the question of what this area looks like from below.

It’s been a while since I’ve been down at the bottom of these cliffs. Back in the 1980s there used to be a big sandbar island in the middle of the river here, and we’d have big parties out there in August to say goodbye to friends before everybody left for college. We’d have a generator and sound system, volleyball nets, and boats ferrying people to and from the shore. Those were the days. So I decided to find the old foot path down to the river and poke around a little before sunset.

Wow. The path has eroded some. A lot, actually. It’s at the south end of the road now, which used to be the midpoint of the park when the road looped all the way through. Despite having a few grand worth of camera gear on my back, I decided to skate down the trail anyway. I managed not to tip over and only got a little bit muddy at the bottom, where natural drainage brings water down to the river from the hills above.

Wow, I came down that wearing a pair of Airwalks? I’m braver than I thought! I figured I’d come up with a plan for getting back up the hill later, since I didn’t even have enough traction to get down gracefully. Getting back up this way seemed highly unlikely.

Of course, that’s when I noticed a trail nice enough to call wheelchair accessible coming down from the other side of the ravine! It wasn’t exactly visible from where I came down, and seems to be relatively recent since there’s a little signage area at the top, part of the “new” park. I haven’t spent much time hoofing around the park since they took the road out, so it had escaped my attention until now. At least now I know how I’m getting back up!

The water was calm that day, my friends. There were actually a lot of graceful ripples lapping at the shore, and that is a REALLY nice sound. I had my iPod in my pack, but this time I left it there. It was a nice little meditation walk this time, something I haven’t done in way too long. The sky wasn’t really doing anything of note, so I decided to head north and investigate the shoreline along the park.

The Missouri River is low right now, as you can see. I had no problem walking on recently solid ground among fallen trees and other debris, but nothing really mindblowing. I did see some beverage cans that were old enough to be the pull-tab type from the 1970s, a C02 cylinder from a fountain pop dispenser, and a rusty 55 gallon drum. There were a lot of interesting tracks, too.

Of course, this wouldn’t be Double Ditch without any of the fabled cars at the bottom of the cliff! The grass was really tall, but I spotted at least three of them. There might even be some trim pieces on a couple of these that would be worth something on eBay. Did I just give you some ideas?

Remember that post I told you about? Here’s how it looks from a hundred feet below. of course, I zoomed in so it was actually visible in the shot. Considering the condition of these cliffs, I’m going to be a little more reluctant to stand right at the edge!

About this point, the sun was a distant memory over the horizon and I was getting cold. I didn’t have any gloves, was wearing only a light jacket and could see my breath. That’s what happens sometimes with these spur of the moment trips, I guess! I worked my way back, hands stuffed firmly in my coat pockets to keep warm, and walked easily up the established trail. I cranked the heater in my truck, dodged deer all the way back into town, and called it an evening. While I didn’t really come away with any jaw dropping photos, I still call the trip a success; it’s an angle of Double Ditch I’ve been meaning to see for a long time.

Good day to be by the chimney

I get asked a lot how in the world I can post so many photos and babble so much. I think to the old adage: “How do we do it? Volume!” Seriously, though…I carry my camera everywhere and I know where to look. This is the convergence of those two things.

This lone chimney sits on a little parcel of land south of Bismarck and is for sale if you’re interested. I’ve driven past it several times, even taken a few photos, but none of them really thrilled me. Today I think I got a slightly more interesting photo. I like the starker shadows of the fall sun, the golden grass and leaves, topped off by the dark blue skies (thanks to a polarizer filter on the lens).

The “volume” I joke about is that sometimes I’ll get several really cool shots, and just hang on to them for a while. For instance, I have lots of Fallen Farms photos (and haven’t posted any in a while…hm…) and fall foliage. I like to share them, but sometimes I just pace myself because I’m too busy being a daddy and a freelance video guy to get out with the camera on a regular basis.

Bismarck has so many places like this. Sometimes they’re better than others, and it is a matter of being there at just the right moment. These days I’m so busy I can’t begin to explain, but I take tiny moments here and there to work in a photo where I can. It may be on the way to work or back home, in between errands, or I might get up early or stay up late. But when you’ve got the photo bug, you make time!

Sunday ‘set – a silhouette

I didn’t have time to scope out some new location with a stunning foreground, but I did get a chance to document one of the more distinctive North Dakota landmarks with a fantastic sunset behind it. This was Sunday night, and I’m glad I could share it with you. After all, that’s why I started this site: I love North Dakota, and want to share the view through my eyes (and camera) with as many people as possible!

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!

Dr. David Jeremiah visits Bismarck-Mandan

My wife and I, along with many friends, were in attendance last night for the celebration of KNDR’s 30th year in broadcasting. We got to hear a little bit of background on its beginnings from the daughter of one of the stations founders, and the “main attraction” was a sermon on the servant-oriented Christian life by Dr. David Jeremiah, a visiting preacher who is featured on the station (and hundreds of other stations as well).

The attendance numbered almost double the last Civic Center event I attended, so I think support was very good. The station is also trying to secure funding for the next broadcast year, so it was also a call for support.

The message I got last night is that Christians aren’t supposed to get tunnel vision between home and the church building. It was a good reminder, and hit me right between the eyes considering where I’m at right now. Our church has community evangelism ministries, in which I have not been taking part lately. There are always folks in need and it’s so easy for us to focus on our own immediate concerns. I’m going to try to do better in meeting others with the Gospel ready to share.

In a somewhat related note, on Sunday I added a new mini-feature to this site, the Bible Verse of the Week. You’ll see it in the menu on the right-hand side of this site. That is, of course, unless you read these posts on a site that syndicates my blog…in which case, you need to come directly to the source!

Local businessman has his priorities right

Okay, now I’m craving one of their famous pepperoni bread-bakes, as happens every time I think of Bread Poets Baking Company. Jon Lee, the owner of the company, is featured in the current issue of City Magazine and is to be commended for his steadfast testimony to his Christian faith in the article.

For some time now I’ve posted a link to Jon’s Evangelical Musings blog on this site. We have some good mini-discussions on there from time to time. Look under the Links heading on the right-hand column of this page, unless you’re reading this article on one of the sites that syndicates my blog. In that case, come directly to my site for the link.

I’m not trying to exalt anybody, don’t get me wrong. I’m sure Jon wouldn’t want that. I just want to say, “I stand with you!” and thank him for his boldness.

The last paragraph is scanned into the image at the head of this entry, but you can find the entire article in the free magazine, which is available all over town in local businesses as well as dispensers. Pick one up today! If you can’t do that, click here to download a PDF version.

Senators Conrad, Dorgan apparently unable to read, only to sign where told

North Dakota’s Senators signed a historical document: a blatant effort by the US Senate to suppress and influence political speech made by a private citizen, one who holds no public office, directly in contradiction with the First Amendment. Doesn’t that make you proud to be a North Dakotan?

If you don’t live under a rock, you know by now that a front group took two words spoken by Rush Limbaugh on his radio talk show and fabricated them into comments he didn’t say, attempting to smear him and brand him an enemy of US soldiers. He’d previously been talking about Jesse Al-Zaid, aka Jesse Macbeth, who the anti-war left was touting as a veteran who witnessed atrocities. Sadly, Al-Zaid simply washed out of boot camp after 44 days and faked the rest. That’s the strength of the anti-war left’s argument.

Then the Democrats in the US Senate jumped on board. They wrote this letter to the CEO of Clear Channel, asking him to pressure Limbaugh to back down from comments that he never even made. That, my friends, is govermnent suppression of political speech, EXACTLY the kind of thing that the Constitution prohibits. And our North Dakota senators, the dutiful little Democrat puppets that they are, signed right on board. It’s no surprise, considering that at least 90% of their campaign contributions come from outside of North Dakota.

There are two possibilities here:

1: That our beloved Senators were misled and signed the letter without knowing the whole story. If that’s the case, then how can we trust them to sign ANYTHING responsibly, especially legislation? If they’ll sign a letter violating the First Amendment, what else will they sign? Don’t they have staffs that research this kind of stuff? If a guy working in his garage with the radio on can get it, how can they miss it…except willingly? Which leads to the next possibility:

2: That they signed this letter knowingly, preferring to be loyal liberal Democrats rather than do what’s right (or legal). In this case, they have shown their loyalty to a corrupt and morally bankrupt political party rather than the state they claim to represent.

What have our ND Senators done to support the families of soldiers? They’ve dutifully done whatever the leftist Democrat Party has told them to do, so they can keep getting enough out-of-state money to remain big fish in a small pond. They vote right in line with Massachussetts liberals, not North Dakotans…check their voting records and compare them with the most liberal: they match. Then they come back to North Dakota every now and then to claim that they’re bringing home the bacon, while pretending to be North Dakotans on paper so they can be re-elected. In the mean time, the free speech rights of a person who holds no public office had better not get in the way, as their signatures on this historic document prove. North Dakota can do better.

So that’s where all the office supplies went

Happy Bosses’ Day, Linda! This car, parked in the Aetna lot in north Bismarck, got completely covered with Post-It Notes on Tuesday. Presumably it’s for the holiday, although that’s just a guess by my friend Jerry. He’s the one who took these pictures, and the only person whose pictures I post here other than my own. He works near Aetna and this car caught his eye. How could it not?

As I typed this my wife just poked her head into my office, saw the photos on the screen, and said that she has a friend who was in on the gag. I guess it was the car owner’s birthday. Neither my wife nor her friend work at Aetna, so I guess it wasn’t merely a Bosses’ Day prank. Stacy doesn’t know how many Post-Its were used, but she thought she remembered someone saying “thousands.” I wouldn’t doubt it. There must be 200 or so on each door!

Thanks and props to my friend Jerry for the photos!