Approaching Bismarck, North Dakota Airport
When you exit the TSA security zone at the Bismarck airport, the first thing you encounter is a Triceratops head. A real skeleton. Dinosaur fossils are abundant in North Dakota. The state’s largest Dinosaur Museum is three miles from where we are staying tonight in Dickinson. But alas, we’d have to wait until Memorial Day for the Sunday hours to start.
Sitting in a wood and glass case like the kind they have in a school science room. The exhibit was so low-key that I almost missed it. But holy moley, it was the kind of thing that any dinosaur lover would drool over.
Larry and I got into our rental car and started driving (actually, he started driving; I started navigating) west on Interstate 94. We’re headed toward South Dakota in the direction of Mount Rushmore. The terrain we’ve passed along the way is wide open and (dare I say…monotonous, or more tactfully, much of the same). Until we came across giant metal geese in the air.
They are part of The Enchanted Highway, a stretch of road where an artist exhibits the world’s largest metal sculptures.
And then there were the trains. Running along the right side of our car. I felt like I was in the middle of Eric Carle’s picture book, “Freight Train.” Moving.
Tank Car
Box Car
Hopper Car
