Tales from Wanderings Past... We were the ones takin the {very} long way home to wander through the amber waves of grain shouldering up to calm waters and rocky heights. Those people driving 10 hours out of their way to see a few of the million acres , that was us. Opting for a night in a hammock instead of the resorts... or even a tent, we relished in the bucolic surroundings, lionhearted against the creepy crawlies and wild beasts. The photographs of memories draw roads back to the park and outline plans for new road trips and returns.
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