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Tuesday, September 20. 2011

A couple of years ago. That's antelope country, and was buffalo country. Foothills in the distance.

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Those hills --like the hills around the Little Bighorn --don't seem to've been formed by aeolian or riverine erosion of softer overlayments --wonder if they're glacial moraines? Think i'll Bing it later --

#1 buddy larsen on 2011-09-20 09:54 (Reply)

Not glacial, I suspect. My uninformed guess: eroded buttes.

#1.1 Bird Dog on 2011-09-20 13:36 (Reply)

Custer - looking country always reminds me of that stupid joke going around (southwest Louisiana at least) back in high school, "what were Custer's last words?" The answer, you'd say in a slow, astonished voice, "Look...at all...them f**king indians!"

It became a catch phrase for the rolling-up-sleeves part of any task that your alligator mouth might have previously volunteered your mockingbird ass for.

#1.1.1 buddy larsen on 2011-09-21 14:34 (Reply)

Hope So!

#2 faculty wife on 2011-09-20 13:27 (Reply)

I had the photographer, Vera Frost, send me an original of this woman on horseback, taken back in 2004, I think, as Montana show began to fall and she headed home. http://www.rangemagazine.com/features/winter-04/winter04_outontherange.shtml

#3 Everyman (Link) on 2011-09-20 14:05 (Reply)

It is indeed antelope country. The photo at

http://s850.photobucket.com/albums/ab69/fzinkhofer/Hunting/?action=view&current=LastFriend.jpg

was taken just north of 49 near where Alberta, Saskatchewan and Montana meet.

When I was younger and even stupider than I am now I thought that beauty required trees.

#4 Fred Z on 2011-09-20 23:15 (Reply)

whoever named it 'the big sky country' was a poet of the first order.

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Many folks already know this, but pixels is cheap so here goes: that country actually spans north Texas (called 'llano estocado' there) all the way up into centyral/south Canada. The old saying around the south rim is that there's nothing between Amarillo and the north pole but a few barbed wire fences.

(note --if you are from Texas and have never heard that, skip the 'barbed wire' and read "bob war")

#4.1 buddy larsen on 2011-09-21 14:21 (Reply)

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