Hush, You Puppy!


420px-Cattle-TrailsChuck wagon food came in many guises, some good, some really really good, and some just horrid.

Far be it for the cowboy to complain about the food that got put on his tin platter.  No grumpy cookie wanted to hear complaints after he has just spent a long day on the trail, driving, setting up camp, tending wounds, herding cowpokes and cooking vittles.

A smart cow wrangler ate what he got, smiled, and asked for more!!

(and in appreciation of Cassandra Swanson…Rattlesnake Roast should be on this list!)

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The Salt Creek Crossing Raid


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warrenwagonContractor Henry Warren was hired to haul supplies to the forts in West Texas. On May 18, 1871 Warren’s wagon train, heavily laden with corn, was traveling the Jackson Belknap Road towards Salt Creek Crossing. Along the trail they briefly encountered the famous General William Tecumseh Sherman. Within an hour of this brief encounter a large group of riders was spotted in the distance ahead, appearing to be Kiowa warriors. Warren quickly placed the wagons in a circle, mules in the center.
The Warriors efficiently attacked the circled wagons, killing then mutilating seven of the wagoners. The leaders of the Kiowa warriors were Satana, Satank, and Eagle Heart. They had watched the Sherman party pass by from their hidden post, but had not attacked. The previous evening a Shaman predicted that the relatively small party would be shortly followed by a larger party with more reward.
The raiders lost 3 men but in the end of the raid captured 41 mules’ carrying many supplies as the Shaman had prophesied.
Only five men escaped, including one Thomas Brazeale who managed to reach Fort Richardson, 20 long walking miles away where he told the story of the brutal attack to Colonel Ronald Mackenzie. Sherman was informed and the two army officers took a party out to search for the raiders. The 3 chiefs were captured and sent by train to Fort Richardson. Satank was killed on the train while trying to escape, and the other two were tried and convicted of murder in Jack County, Texas on July 6 in the first Native American trial in history,

Fort Sissaton Time is Near!!!


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Our sure harbinger of spring is nearly here!  Fort Sisseton Chuck Wagon Cook Off at the Fort Sisseton Celebration.   Fort Sisseton Festival   patrick wagon

 

This is a wonderful event everyone.  It has it all, music, food, horses, mountain men, soldiers, damsels, vendors, entertainers, fun, dancing, SHOWERS!, camping, charming chuck wagon cookies!

Painting at Fort Sissaton Cook Off
Painting at Fort Sisseton Cook Off

Fort Sisseton Time Is Nearly Here


FortPrt4For us, the Chuck wagon Cook Off at Fort Sisseton is our true harbinger of Spring.  We delight in the event, in seeing friends we seldom see,friends in camping once more, and even in the hot,

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At the fort

hard joy of cooking for a crowd!  This June, head on out ya’ll.  It will be spring in South Dakota!!wagon

Drifter


geneWe have a good friend named Gene Smith. (AKA; Drifter, Butch, Tootsie).  Drifter passed from this life 3 years past

His personality while on earth was enormous, his love of life immense.  We loved him, still love him.

His wife; Gretchen of the warm and lovely laugh, has had a surprise party for him every year on his birthday since.  Drifter is always there, although I am pretty sure he is no longer surprised.  He is there in the stories of his friends who will always remember him, in the smiles of the bikers, the shooters, the reenactors and all the friends, neighbors and family who had the honor to call him their pard.

We look forward to this years’ celebration in May… be ready.

We can feel Summer in our bones!


First we will enjoy Spring!  Today is the first calendar day of Spring, Spring!!  Here at Lost Creek we have waited for the first few days of warmth, those hope filled days where we turn our faces to the sun and blink, like animals who hibernate through the long winter!  Wait!!!  That is us, we do hibernate.

We have dreams of driving down hot, dusty roads; through cornfields, past watery ditches, along side meadows of wild flowers.  We have dreams of mailboxes standing sentry at the end of lanes.  We have dreams of warm days and nights, with stars shining outside our tent door, and the sounds of laughter at nearby campfires.

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God Love The Irish!!!


shamrockBeginning in the 1840s  many Irish left their home land to escape the suffering of the potato blight and the inequity of the English upper class who ruled in Ireland.  They came into the eastern ports, Boston down to Savannah.  These areas were populated by many direct descendents’ of the early settlers who considered themselves “native” to the united States.

The Irish immigrants were received with hostility and fear.  They often had few skills but cleaning cooking and farm labor, and did not meet up with the standards of those already long settled.   They were mostly Catholic, a religion not understood by the more Protestant population of the time,

The Irish immigrant population; a hearty, free thinking and independent bunch, developed a reputation of lusty living, brawling, and drinking. The reputation was partly based in truth.  The Irish were determined to be free, and to succeed.  They pushed back when ostracized, and through hard work and perseverance the Irish created a new world for themselves.Life In New York

Along with their freethinker, total living reputation, the Irish brought with them magical tales of tiny people, beautiful goddesses, fairies and of course the Catholic saints.

Today we celebrate St Patrick’s Day, and if we are not even a little bit Irish, we pretend, so that we too can be involved in the historical tradition of honoring the sacred saint of Ireland, and enjoying a wee bit of the dram.

Happy St Patty’s Day ya all!leprachan

 

No More Hurdy Gurdy


Today in history…
Today in 1885; Montana Territory- the legislature banned “pernicious hurdy-gurdy” houses.  Well then…

despair of the dovesFor all the romance, for all the movie representations about Spoiled Doves. we can name more stories of the pain of prostitution.  Often a needed way to make money for women of the old west, prostitution was a dangerous and life sapping activity.  Women were subject to beatings, disease, overwork and early death.  Many women imported from other countries, were held as slaves dependent on their “owners”  to survive.  Their lives were sad and rough, Women from an early age entered into this system, starting in youth as a featured member of the house and often ending; older and worn out, in back alley cribs.

Widows, daughters, poor destitute women were  soilded doveforced due to circumstances to turn to prostitution to survive.  There were few ways for a woman to make money, teaching, store keeping, millinery and prostitution were primary income sources, and the “good” jobs where few.

Upon the shoulders of these outcast ladies; great parts of our country were built.

Our hats are off to honor them!

 

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