Wanna Throw some tomahawks?

Ben was looking for some company(we are REALLY missing Wayne and Mom) so we decided to have Paul ride solo so Ben and I could take part of the Fur Trade Days Celebration in Chadron. Once again the plans to get an early start were interrupted by a friendly camper from Nebraska who noticed we were from CT. He and his wife stayed in CT for 9 months in Strattford while he worked as a private contractor. We had a nice long chat and would have talked more but his wife didn’t know he stopped by. Later as they passed in their truck she yelled a “hello” and said if she was with him they would have stayed even longer, nice people, we hope to see them when they visit Ct again. At the bath house I met another friendly camper, Bev, visiting from Minnesota for a school reunion. We saw that they were camped across from us so I HAD to show her some Chikumbuso bags, of which she purchased 2 for her computer. So a morning start turned into about 1:15 for Paul. Ben and I went into town and asked where we could find the Fur Trader’s Rendezvous. We turned onto a dirt road (all the side roads in Nebraska seem to be dirt) and traveled 3 miles when we got the call from Paul, he was done. Well we were curious how much longer we had to travel so we told Paul to wait at the Fur trader’s Museum. Five more miles, onto roads just a bit better than Ng’ombe, we were deep in the woods. W here else would you find fur trappers? The camp was very similar to the camps of the 5th CT, a civil war group that Paul and Wayne belonged to 15 years ago. There were 20 or so tents and teepees and a “store” where the trappers could get supplies. In front I noticed bags that looked like they came from Africa. Yup, the merchant’s wife purchased them to help support a women’s project there. Just when we were about to leave, Ben was approached by a young boy of 9 in full costume (accept for his shorts). He was carrying 2 tomahawks and asked Ben, “Wanna throw some tomahawks?” Ben declined but, Isaac was happy to show us his skill. He also offered me a rock (sandstone or limestone) which I graciously accepted and another one he offered which I will give to Wayne. An hour later we met Paul and back to the campground where Ben prepared his first campfire dinner, steak, potatoes, beans and cornbread. Yum!

Sabrina