Here are some more pictures of our time in Nebraska.
This road is one of the main roads by my sister's house. Because ranches are so large, roads cut through properties to people can drive to their homes. I can stand at the top of a hill and have a view for miles without a single tree or building. Now that is rural.
One of their neighbors just happens to be Ted Turner, or his buffalo ranch anyway. These North American beasts will soon grace the tables of one of his many restaurants.
Below is my Dad's ride from high school. A 1949 International. I would love for Nathan to fix it up for the kids. It would be a great family project.
Oh to be able to go back in time.