Saturday, July 31, 2021

My month in North Dakota

My take on North Dakota

where I went this month

You can see I made a valiant effort to cover the state and actually got to most areas during July.  And since North Dakota is the 19th largest state in the Union, that's a lot of miles.

North Dakota's land
As you could tell from my daily posts, ND doesn't have a wide variety of land forms.  There's the Pembina Gorge I missed up in northeastern ND, and of course there are the Badlands, beloved of Theodore Roosevelt, along the western side.  There're some much smaller gorges carved by the Missouri River in the central and western parts.  Otherwise, ND is definitely part of the Great Plains with flat land and rolling hills, all covered with crops and grasses.

What it does have a lot of are lakes.  As I learned, it's part of the Prairie Pothole region of the US and seems to have a pond - large and small - or lake - ditto - almost everywhere.  And along with those bodies of water, it's got birds galore.

As I said in one of my posts, I found ND to be a beautiful state - and I wasn't expecting that in the least.  I'd expected a flat, treeless prairie, and it is indeed a prairie that is very flat in the east.  But there are 5 state forests, though no national ones - so you could say trees, yes, but by state standards, not national ones.  Considering the amount of land that's covered by crops and grazing land it's a wonder there are any trees at all.

But to me, North Dakota has a subtle kind of beauty that came over me gradually.  I can see why those who live here are attached to their state.

North Dakota's people
In all my driving around in the other states, I've noticed that it's as rare to see a North Dakota license plate as one from Hawaii - I almost never saw one and wondered if it was just because ND has a small population.  Now I think I know why.

For one thing, yes, it does have only about 750,000 residents, not many more than the city of Memphis, TN.  But also, almost a quarter of the state's entire workforce is employed in agriculture, one way or another.  About 90% of the state is covered with farms and ranches.  Agriculture is North Dakota.  What this means to me is that many North Dakotans simply can't go very far from home - they have to stay close to tend to their plants and animals.  Instead, they frequent their own state parks.  In droves.  So they still get out and enjoy themselves, they just don't go very far afield (so to speak).

Everybody I talked to here loves where they're living.  Usually they said it was because they liked small-town living or liked the people there.  But I didn't find one person who was ready to move to another state, and this surprised me.  Most people said they were still living where they'd lived all their lives.  These are people who like permanence, apparently.

Another surprise I had was in finding that, almost without exception, people were friendly and polite and pleasant.  (You'd think they were Canadians, who of course are right next door so maybe they had some influence?)  They were all happy to talk to me about how happy they were to be living here (and other things too of course).

Despite having the distinction of being the most church-going state in the country, I didn't find a heavy-handed religious presence.  No unusual number of billboards telling me that Jesus can save me or that I should respect life (meaning not get an abortion).  Of course I expected some heavy-handedness, with that statistic, but I guess up here folks keep their religion to themselves.

ND is heavily Caucasian - about 88% of the population in the 2010 census.  Interestingly, ND's population grew by almost 16% by the 2020 census - one of the highest growth rates in the country.  I don't know how the demographics shake out in these new numbers but it'll be interesting to see who's moving here.  Yet it still ranks ahead of only Alaska, Vermont and Wyoming (which is last) in terms of population.

Bismarck and Fargo are decent-sized cities, but half of all North Dakotans live in rural areas.  So with its rank of #19 in land size, you can see just how sparsely populated this state is. 

North Dakota is just about equidistant from the North Pole and the Equator, and it could hardly be any further inland from an ocean.  As a result, its climate has wide swings, being hot in the summer (which I can attest to) and very cold in the winter.  It's also one of the driest states, getting about 20" annually in the east and 14" in the west.  Despite the lack of precipitation, it can have some unusually high snowdrifts - Fargo had 117" one winter - which are blown across the prairies to end up here.

I'm mentioning this weather info to show that these folks are tough and have staying power.

Driving in North Dakota
In keeping with the pleasantness I experienced from people in the stores, I found ND drivers to be pretty polite and safe.  Although I was frustrated my first day in the state by drivers refusing to pass me when I'd pulled over for them, that's the last time I found that.  Drivers everywhere else in the state rarely tailgated and were happy to pass me when I pulled over.

The roads here are mostly in good shape, and I could trust that the state highways would be as comfortable to drive as the US ones - better sometimes.  Maybe it's because this state is so dependent on agriculture, but I found state highways everywhere - often in places where I'd have expected county roads in other states.  They're like the Farm-to-Market roads in Texas that crisscross the state to serve farms and ranches - they're everywhere and kept in pretty good shape.

Legendary North Dakota
Peace Garden State
North Dakota does have a few special license plates - for veterans, mostly.  But I saw very few plates other than this official one.  Only a handful of personalized plates.

What I didn't see that I wanted to see
Because I made a concerted effort to get to most areas of the state, and because I was careful to figure out ahead of time what I didn't want to leave the state without seeing, there isn't very much I missed other than the places I noted in my daily posts.

North Dakota has 63 national wildlife refuges - more than any other state - and I'd like to come back with a better pair of binoculars so I can see more of what's here.  The Audubon Society says ND may be one of the most underrated birding destinations in the US.

I missed the Salyer National Wildlife Refuge in central ND on the Canadian border and I'd like to visit it.  It's the largest refuge in the state and with a staggering diversity of habitat, it's one of the most important refuges in the US.

I actually drove near Long Lake NWR in southcentral ND without realizing its importance.  I'd like to come back in October, because thousands of Sandhill Cranes come there too, along with 20,000 other shorebirds who are migrating through.  But even in July I might have seen a number of nesting birds, including Sharp-tailed Grouse.

But I guess I'd mostly like to come back just to see the land again.  The rolling hills, the fields of wheat and canola and sugar beets and soybeans and sunflowers.  The wide open spaces.  Sure, Texas has wide open spaces, but there it's covered in scrub brush mostly.  Here it's covered with crops.  It's fertile.

My conclusion
Because I'm writing this so long after I was in North Dakota, I read back through my posts to remind myself of what my month there was like.  And I can see they don't at all convey how much I liked this state, or how peaceful I found it here.

I think that little problem with Dexter and the chipmunk and my consequently damaged arm colored all my other perceptions - it still hurts quite a bit more than 6 weeks later and it made all of life extremely difficult at the time.

But I loved being there and loved the state.  It's a real shame that I can't seriously consider it as a permanent place to live: it's very definitely not a 2-party state, it's very definitely not ethnically diverse, and it could hardly be farther from an ocean.  Despite these drawbacks as a place for me to live, I'd love to come back.  And to anyone who might think about visiting here, my advice is to plan to stay awhile.  Stay long enough, and travel through the state enough, to give it a chance to show itself to you.  I think you'll find it's worth it.


North Dakota - Day 31 - in Bowman's campground

The Ridge RV Park, Bowman
Saturday, 31 July 2021

It was a quiet day in the campground today.  Hot.

I got several blog posts done, and I took the dogs for numerous walks.

Just over what would be a block in a regular town from the campground, we came to a number of very large silos and other equipment.  The only label I could see was "Great Northern Ag."  They say they're a seed retail company with 2 locations - here in Bowman and in an equally small town near New Town north of Lake Sakakawea.  I'd say they were a quiet company because I never heard anything from them, but I was only here on a weekend so maybe things heat up during the week.


I saw these flowers all over the state, everywhere, so I wanted to take a photo to document them.  They were of course all along the road beside the campground.  They seemed to be a sort of vine, so I'm guessing they do their share in keeping the soil in place.

Probably because it's a Saturday, there were nearly a dozen campsites taken up tonight.  And still nobody at the place across the street.  Very odd.

I forgot to mention yesterday that on my drive down here, the official state highway map showed me passing the turnoff to something called Burning Coal Vein and Columnar Cedars.  And it was enough on the way that I'd've been glad to try to find it.  The problem was that the only road was shown on both that map and the AAA map as being unpaved.  And it would've been more than a couple of miles both to and from on this unpaved road.  I just didn't want to do it.  But I was still curious, especially because - "columnar cedars" - huh?  So I looked it up and found a public radio article about it.   https://news.prairiepublic.org/burning-coal-vein-and-columnar-junipers  Pretty interesting.  Maybe another trip - with another vehicle.

Tomorrow I head south for South Dakota.  I'm sorry I'm not more caught up on my North Dakota posts, which may make it hard for me to focus on what SD has to offer.  But I'm doing the best I can.  I was hampered for days on end by having an arm I could barely use, and that really set me back.  But these things happen, and I'll get caught up eventually.


North Dakota - Day 30 - to Bowman

The Ridge RV Park, Bowman
Friday, 30 July 2021

today's route

From last night's campground I went back to Dickinson, thinking I'd do laundry there before hitting the road.  But the laundromat I'd found online was closed because of major construction in the whole shopping center.  I'd found another as backup, but by then I just wanted to get moving.  I was running out of clean clothes but I figured I could deal with that problem later.

I spent the drive with mountains in the blue haze of the morning sun, cropfields, hills, occasional farm houses and outbuildings, some wind farms, cows, herds of horses, huge wheat fields and some other kind of grain, huge fields of sunflowers.  It was all very picturesque.

I passed a sign saying, "Ask and the Gates May Open."  That sounded weird to me (and a little Biblical - or maybe Field of Dreams) so I looked it up and found this article in the Bismarck paper about a program to allow hunters on private lands.   https://bismarcktribune.com/ask-the-gates-may-open  If North Dakota has 100,000 hunters out each year, I'm really glad I didn't come in the fall.  Way too dangerous.

North Dakota has a town named New England, with a population of about 600.  You can guess where the original inhabitants came from.

The "check engine" light was on all day - steadily until I came to a rough section of pavement break, at which point it started flashing off and on for a while, then it stopped again.  I'm truly wondering what's wrong with my theory of a short in the connection.

I'd planned my route today so I'd pass by White Butte, North Dakota's highest point at 3,506'.  I passed a road sign saying it was on my left, but they couldn't prove it by me.  I didn't see a thing different from the other scenery, and certainly not a 3500' mountain.  I was disappointed.  On the other hand, the town of New England has an elevation of 2,592' so maybe I was looking straight at it and it just looked like another hill in comparison.  And the town I was heading for - Bowman - has an elevation of 2,963'.  Very different from closer-to-sea-level Dallas.

I came to the town of Amidon, "The Nation's Smallest County Seat."  And that was true in 2000, when its 26 residents beat out Brewster, NE, with 29.  All that changed with the 2010 census - Brewster dropped to 17 while Amidon only dropped to 20.  These are both incorporated county seats.  There are unincorporated ones that are smaller (in TX and SD) but they don't count of course.

Google hadn't been able to give me driving instructions to tonight's campground because it didn't seem to know it existed.  Except the campground showed - and was labeled - clearly on Google's maps, but it refused to acknowledge this when I asked for directions.  It was lucky I'd spent some time looking at those street-side maps because I could recognize the turn, even though it wasn't where Google had said.

This campground was another weird one.  I pulled in and called the number on a sign that was leaning on the inside of a shed there.  The nice woman said pick any spot and she'd text me credit card connection information.  I told her I didn't receive texts (which was clearly not a concept she'd ever heard of) and agreed to pay cash instead.  They had a drop box inside this same shed.

All the campsites with trees had already been taken by folks who were clearly long-term residents, so I found the flattest spot I could that also wasn't overgrown with grass and weeds.  And it was okay.  Hot because of no shade, but okay.

Here's the odd thing.  Catty-cornered across the street was another much more attractive campground.  Lots and lots of trees and they advertised clean showers (my place didn't have a bathroom, let alone a shower).  But the tree place was electric hookups only while my place was full hookups.  And that seemed to make a difference because that other place didn't have anybody at all staying there, while my place had maybe 8 tonight.  Despite the weeds and unmowed grass and no trees.  Full hookups aren't my thing, but I'd already paid my money when I found out, so I wasn't moving.  I was just tired from the heat and several days in a row of driving.


North Dakota - Day 29 - Wildlife then (dinosaurs) and now (bison, etc.)

Red Trail Campground, Medora
Thursday, 29 July 2021

today's route
We left the campground at 6:24 AM, almost an hour after official sunrise.  I'd wanted to leave earlier but just couldn't get us all put together before that.  I've heard from a number of places that getting to these natural areas at either sunrise or sunset is the best for animal life and landscapes, so off we went.

My "check engine" light came on again and held steadily all day.  Really, what good was reading the codes and following their instructions if the light's still coming on?

Theodore Roosevelt National Park, South Unit
I'd read that the park is open 24 hours but no staff are around until regular hours, and that's what I found.

And I found the wildlife I'd hoped for.  Deer seemed completely unafraid of my RV and just casually crossed the road in front of me.

Oddly, I-94 cuts through the park - I had to drive over it - and I wonder what it does to the wildlife.

I'd heard there were wild horses here and I saw a bunch of them.  Neither they nor I were in a position for me to take a photo, but they looked just like horses so -

A thriving prairie dog town lives here, and most of them still seemed to be asleep when I first went by, though I saw a few.  And I saw a coyote:
look on the skyline
Shortly after I took this photo, I saw him cutting a path down right through the town here, and tried to take a video.  But I had to put so much zoom on it that the video shook too much for comfort and I had trouble following him, because he blended in so well with the ground.

And here's info about the prairie dogs.
sign, part 1

sign, part 2

different sign, part 1


different sign, part 2





















see enlargements below




I saw a flock of wild turkeys including 5 babies - I never thought I'd think a turkey was cute, but these babies were.

I saw several bison feeding or sauntering down a trail, though I wasn't usually somewhere it'd be safe to stop for a photo.  Such strange looking animals with that huge head and heavy jacket and bare rear end.  At one point I saw a big bull rubbing his tummy on the top of a post.  This was one of those 4" thick posts that the Forest Service and people use for signs and to stop cars from driving somewhere, though this one was just an unused post.  Except the bison was using it.  It seemed to be just the right height for tummy-rubbing.

At one viewpoint, I stopped to walk the dogs and met a nice couple from Maryland who told me when they visited the North Unit the day before, they'd seen a herd of 100 bison.  They were crossing a road single-file, and the park staff had stopped traffic to let them do it.  The couple may not have realized the staff were probably also keeping people from making idiots of themselves by getting too close to these very powerful and very wild animals.

I passed a sign saying: "Coal Vein Fire Ahead - Do Not Report."  And this is what I saw.
It's not as visible in this photo as I'd hoped, but there was smoke
rising from that ravine in the foreground - and a terrible smell.

I found a lot of information about grasslands I haven't seen elsewhere, and it explained to me - for the first time - why I've been seeing protected national grasslands all over the country.
Saving grasslands is good, and this sign explains these small pockets scattered
around the country are better than not having them but aren't contributing as much good
as we'd all hope.


This prairie is special - it's never been plowed.

Native, never-plowed grasslands are rare, both
across the Great Plains and around the world.

































On my way out of the park, I came across a herd of bison.
There were more to this herd - this is just the part I got in the photo.
I'd thought this sight was why other cars were stopped, until I saw that there were many more crossing the road to join the others:
You can see in this video that the idiots in the truck in front of me are hotfooting it back to their vehicle because - right behind them - is a real live bison.

After the herd finished crossing the road, I went on by the other vehicles (slowly) and saw that one of the bison had stopped after crossing the road and was rolling around on his back in a patch of dirt.  He looked just like Dexter does when he loses himself in the ecstasy of scratching his back.  Except a bison is a bit bigger than Dext so it was a sight to see.

Back on the road
I drove back down the 30 miles or so that separate Medora from Dickinson, which I think is the largest town in western North Dakota, with 18,000+ residents.  I was there primarily for the dinosaur museum; but after I visited that, it was still early enough that I decided to try to find new tires.

Badlands Dinosaur Museum
They bill themselves as having the largest number of dinosaurs on display in North Dakota - and they probably do.  I'm going to reorganize their exhibits into an order I find more logical than the one they presented.

Introductory material
their exhibits
What's in a name?











































Their exhibit from the Triassic Period:
Coelophysis























Those from the Jurassic Period:
Allosaurus (with a really long tail)



Stegosaurus














































And the Cretaceous Period:
T. rex - from head . . .

















. . . to toe






























The importance of horns or crests



Pteranodon














Triceratops







































Finding an anomaly
A Triceratops skeleton -
note the crooked tail (see below)
















Larry, with a crooked tail

When new information comes to light
Thescelosaurus


info, part 1
info, part 2

the skull they had been using

and the new information

resulting in the new skull now on the skeleton


An extensive discussion of claws
Dromaeosaurus
a guy with a "sickle claw"














The change began in 1969 -
relatively recently.


I knew we'd hear about Jurassic Park.


primitive wings - with claws



































































note the claws
a falcon (Kestrel)





























The dinosaur museum had a couple of side rooms that I didn't visit - one about local history and another with natural exhibits.  In the lobby they had one of these natural exhibits on display.
pretty gorgeous

A walk in the park
The dinosaur museum is actually a part (the largest part) of a small complex of museums Dickinson has.  I took the dogs for a short walk around the park behind the building and found an exhibit of petrified wood that was discovered in a local mining operation.






















The tire quest
I looked up the local tire stores online and, instead of calling them, I decided to just go and let them look at my situation for themselves, which turned out to be a good idea.

At the tire store in Bismarck that wasn't able to put on the new tires, they'd told me that I had different sizes of tires on my rear axle.  All I'd known is that the passenger side had much herfy-er tires than the driver side, but that tire place said that that herfy-ness effectively made the other tires smaller.  This meant, they said, that the differential was being messed up because the too-small tires had to spin faster than the right-size tires.  That meant that the right-size tires weren't wearing evenly with each other, let alone what was happening to the smaller tires.

I said all that to the 1st store I went to in Dickinson.  He said yes, but actually the tires I had on the driver side and the tires I had on the front axle were almost but not quite the correct size for my RV.  He said the herfy tires were the right size.  He said he could sell me 2 tires that matched the ones with not enough tread (rear axle driver side), but he said it didn't make sense to sell me 2 new tires that weren't quite the right size and didn't match the ones on the right that were the right size.  He suggested I go to another tire place in town that he figured would be able to help me.

So I went there and got lucky.  They could sell me the exact same herfy tires as on the right side to put on the left side, and he said someone who had an appointment for that time I was there hadn't shown up and hadn't called so he could take care of me right then.  He also advised that I leave the not-quite-right-size tires on the front, since they were fairly new and in good shape, and then I'd have 4 tires of the same size on the rear axle, which would let the differential work evenly.

And while they were at it, they checked one of the tires on the right rear side that looked too low to me and discovered it had a nail in it.  Very luckily, it could be repaired, and they did.  So I left there all tired up, so to speak, and felt much more comfortable about the situation.

Just as well because I still had to go back to that awful campground and deal with that ghastly owner.  But I'd had plenty of time to figure out how to remain calm in the midst of her temper tantrums and still get something positive out of it.  And apparently she'd used the time to figure out that in these days of social media, she needed to remember I could blast her to kingdom come on reviews, plus she'd thrown her fit yesterday in front of other customers, so she was much calmer today.  What she didn't know is that I almost never do reviews because I'm just not social-media savvy, but if she'd gotten any worse from yesterday I'd've figured out how to do it anyway.  But I learned my lesson: read those reviews.