Black Hills

The Last Dinner

When we moved to the Midwest three point five years ago, some cultural adjustments were necessary. For starters, we had to get used to people who were overwhelmingly nice. Began to think of “traffic” as being third in line at… Read More ›

Like 700,000 Angry Bees

It’s that time of year again, when the Black Hills are filled with an incessant, angry rumbling. Distant thunder? Nope: the constant drone of thousands of two-cylinder four-stroke piston engines. The streets are clogged with motorcyclists from near and far,… Read More ›

Here, Bear, & Everywhere

Irrational(?) Phobia When we moved to South Dakota three years ago, I was relieved to learn there were no bears in the Black Hills. I have a deep-rooted fear—probably irrational—that I might get eaten by a bear. The Cascades were… Read More ›

Red Flag Days

It’s been an interesting couple of days. A noisy couple of days, with the constant sound of helicopters and airplanes filling the skies. We woke up Monday morning to very gusty winds. A Red Flag Warning had been issued for… Read More ›

Oh, Shoot!

Last week, South Dakota Magazine reached out to me, asking if I’d be interested in having a photo featured in their Photo Friday series. Umm, does a three-legged dog swim in circles?! I was both humbled and honored. I do… Read More ›

Ban My Book…Please!

I think my book is too tame. Don’t get me wrong; it’s hardly G-rated. There’s sex, violence, and profanity. Kidnapping and substance abuse. Desecration of public lands, for crying out loud. But sadly, nobody has banned No Time for Kings…. Read More ›