We said good bye to Amy on Friday as she headed back to the Denver area. And we said good bye to Sylvia who decided she would check out Devils Tower. We’re continuing our trek eastward to bicycle on Prince Edward Island, and travel to Deerfield, Massachusetts to see my Mom.
From Buffalo, Paula & I traveled to Murdo, South Dakota. We stayed at a Harvest Host called the Pioneer Auto Museum. They had an excellent selection of antique cars, motorcycles, tractors, and bicycles. The highlight of the night’s stay was the weather. Check out what we confronted:
Here’s a cross section of their vehicles…
But they didn’t have any recumbents!
Saturday morning we were up before our fellow-Harvest Host campers and headed for Jackson, Montana where we stayed at another Harvest Host called Fort Belmont. It was a lovely installation of a fort, but after 300 miles today, and 350 miles yesterday, we were ready for a rest, rather than a tour. It was an early night.
Sunday we traveled 290 miles to Lone Rock, Wisconsin where we stayed at the Fireside Campground. We opted for a campground because we wanted to bicycle on the trail that was right outside the campground. We cycled fifteen miles on Sunday on a gravel/sand path. Not much scenery, but lovely to get moving again.
On Monday we left the trailer where it was and drove to Taliesin, the historic home and studio of architect Frank Lloyd Wright. The site is located on 2500 acres on the Wisconsin River just outside of the town of Spring Green. We thoroughly enjoyed the tour we took. On other trips we’ve toured Taliesin West in Scotsdale, Arizona, and Falling Water in Mill Run, Pennsylvania. We both appreciate his architectural style and creativity, but are mindful of its shortcomings around leaks and uncomfortable furniture. Here are a few photos of Taliesin:
The following are photos inside his studio for his fellows — the people who wanted to study with him. The fellows worked the farm, built buildings and renovations on the site, and worked on their architectural designs.
Today we traveled 290 miles to Carney, Michigan to stay at the Rambling Rose Studio. This is a working farm at the top of a hill, only accessed by a road that is named for its mileage from the border. We’re settled in though, and have been able to walk the ground, feed the goats, and admire the chicks and chickens before the rain arrived. Thankfully the largest part of the storm traveled north of us, and the evening was peaceful.
In a previous town, we stopped for a break at a bakery that was selling pasties. Can you guess what we shared for dinner? Yes, pasties! We have to sample the local cuisine. They were yummy!
Here are some photos of the Rambling Rose Studio farm:
Tomorrow we cross the Canadian border at Sault St. Marie. We’ve done all the required paperwork, so we’ll see how it goes…