After taking it easy Saturday afternoon we hit the road Sunday morning and took a tour of the ranch land where my host grew up. He knows that area intimately and is a mine of information on the people who used to, or still do, live there. Of course, as in any agricultural area, it’s often a story of the way things used to be – where the apple orchards were, the peaches or mulberries, the fishing lakes, the best hunting spots, the old wooden houses now completely erased, the occasional barn still standing. We grow older, and things change. Sometimes it’s really quite poignant.
Before we left Highway 20 we swung by the site of the old Army Air Field, now the municipal airport – which is where I photographed this rather amusing picture:
From there we drove a little further west, and called in at Johnstown, where the ‘Hanover’ scenes for the movie of Willa Cather’s ‘O, Pioneers!’ were shot. More relevant to our immediate needs, the town still has an active bar, The L-Bow Room, where we enjoyed a cool beer. So nice not to be in a hurry – or driving, for that matter.
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| The L-Bow Room a handy place for a quiet beer on a Sunday morning.
Leaving Johnstown, we went on down to cross the Niobrara at Norden Bridge and follow the north bank. The scenery was all blue (sky) and yellow (leaves), a delightful outlook. We drove as far as Meadville, where we stopped at a wonderful riverside joint I remembered from a previous visit.
This morning it was definitely Monday – no disputing the fact -, and back to work for this writer. I took my leave around 9.30 and drove slowly down to Kearney where, this evening, I entertained a small gathering at the city library to the story of how I ended up being a debut novelist at 67. Before they dropped off I made them listen to a few extracts from Cody, The Medicine Man and Me. Tomorrow I head for Omaha, where I’ll be giving a talk at the Bookworm, 6 p.m.. It’s meant to be quite the happening place in town.
More in due course.
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