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Passage to Wonderland

Michael A. Amundson University Press of Colorado ePub

The road from Cody, Wyoming, to Yellowstone National Park has been called the “most scenic fifty miles in the world.” Officially designated the “Buffalo Bill Scenic Byway,” the road follows the North Fork of the Shoshone River to the high mountains of the Absaroka Range and the park’s East Entrance. Along this course it has no major exits or entrances—it is an expressway to Yellowstone. It first leaves Cody between Cedar and Rattlesnake Mountains, then winds its way past Buffalo Bill Dam where the Shoshone’s North and South Forks converge to form Buffalo Bill Reservoir. The road hugs its northern shoreline and then follows the North Fork westward, climbing through the broad Wapiti valley and past its many historic ranches. In the nearby forests live pronghorn, bighorn sheep, grizzly and black bears, elk, and moose. Continuing westward, the road enters Shoshone National Forest—the nation’s first—where the North Fork cuts through a volcanic landscape of fantastic rock formations, steep cliffs, and increasingly thick stands of lodgepole pine, Douglas fir, and aspen. Just past Pahaska Tepee, Buffalo Bill’s former hunting lodge and tourist stopover, the road leaves the North Fork and enters Yellowstone National Park, where it soon picks up the Middle Fork of the Shoshone and then climbs toward Sylvan Pass. After cutting through the pass, the road skirts two beautiful alpine lakes—Eleanor and Sylvan—before descending through meadows and forest along mountainsides toward Yellowstone Lake and the park’s Grand Loop.

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3 Continued Fighting

Malcolm L. Fleming Indiana University Press ePub

On the hill above Margarethenkreuz was this Forward Observation unit which was helping the Artillery direct its fire on the towns below. Particularly at night they would spot enemy guns by their muzzle blast and phone their locations to our own batteries. Here was my first birds-eye view of war, the so-called front lines being several miles distant. The fellow showed me what towns had been taken and what had not. Big puffs of smoke and dirt would occasionally jump up over the “had nots.”

Near Königswinter—21 March ’45

The 86th Chemical Mortar Battalion assigned to 1st Div. for close infantry support, here firing 4.2 in. mortars about 800 yds. from the front lines.

3 mi. from Oberpleis, Ger—23 March ’45

Eymo 35 mm

This is a frame of a 35 mm motion picture I filmed with an Army Eymo camera. Each one-hundred-foot roll of 35 mm motion picture film we shot was flown to England for processing. Occasionally we got back a test strip, often with critical comments about how we photographers were doing. This is a frame from such a strip.

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Have you driven the lonely highway that traverses this ridge?

Andrew Vietze Down East Books ePub

Here we have the king of the hills — or the view from the king of the hills. A string of small peaks lift motorists to beautiful views along a legendary byway in eastern Maine, but this is arguably the most picturesque prospect of them all. What we’re after is the name of the prominent natural feature that created the humpbacked rise upon which our intrepid photographer was standing this glorious fall afternoon. It’s an alluvial ridge, or esker, created by a retreating glacier that neglected to pick up after itself. As it melted, the ice mountain dropped dirt and silt and gravel, creating a pronounced spine, upwards of seventy-five-feet tall and 2 ½ miles long. When engineers were building the long and lonely highway through the region, a two-lane, ninety-eight-mile road known for its lack of curves, its wild character, and its unusual name, they logically decided to build atop this ridge. Tales persist about nineteenth-century highwaymen who would rob stagecoach drivers here because the pitch was so steep the coaches couldn’t outrun them. Today’s travelers can safely delight in a lovely panorama of the Union River and the bog that surrounds it. Looking in another direction, you’d see Lead Mountain, a 1,400-foot eminence that you probably wouldn’t want to let your kids eat. The town in which this ridge is located is sparsely populated, much like the rest of the communities along this route, save for the two anchors on either end of its run, one of which is among the state’s largest cities. The landscape here has changed very little since the glacier passed by, according to geologist David Kendall in his book Glaciers and Granite. DeLorme calls the crest “a unique natural area” in its Maine Atlas and Gazetteer, which is cartographic code for “really beautiful place worth driving to see.” Turn to page 100 to find out how to get to this stunning spot.

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Can you identify this Arnold Trail campground?

Andrew Vietze Down East Books ePub

If Benedict Arnold and his army had campsites like these when they passed through the howling wilderness here in 1775, perhaps their expedition to Quebec would have had a happier ending. Today’s campers are happy indeed at the shore of this lake in the western mountains. The three hundred-acre campground is a popular place come summertime, with 115 sites overlooking one of the state’s larger freshwater basins. Known for its stately red pines, this community-owned facility has a boat launch, playground, and recreation hall. The activities nearby are many, from hiking those peaks in the distance (among the state’s tallest), to boating, to watching moose at the local “drive in.” The town that surrounds this peaceful spot is tiny — 685 souls — but you can find almost everything you need for a summer spell right here. Turn to page 100 if you can identify this Arnold Trail campground or its scenic setting.

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chapter thirteen EAGLES FOREVER

Silliker, Bill Down East Books ePub

Bald eagles can be found throughout Maine in the vicinity of the coast, lakes, and larger rivers.

The mainsail of the Maine schooner Isaac H. Evans makes a unique screen on which to project a slide show. The white canvas is translucent, so an image cast upon the sail shows with equal brightness on both sides. After Captain Brenda Walker dropped anchor in a totally dark Buck

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