Join Date: Jun 2017
Location: Never Never Land aka St. Croix Virgin Islands
Best Overnight in an 11,000 mile ride
My neighbor in the islands is of Norwegian decent. His mother who died when he was very young, hailed from a place in Saskatchewan, Yellow Grass. Don got in touch with me and, "if convenient", could I visit Yellow Grass and take photos of the grave stones of his Mother's side of the family. I looked at the map and realized it would only require a short detour.
Late afternoon I rolled into Yellow Grass. It is a small place indeed. I knocked on a door asking if there was a place to camp. The guy says, well yes and gave me directions, one turn off. When I followed the wrong directions I ended up at the cemetery, on the edge of the village. There was a mown section across the dirt road from the cemetery and well before dusk, I pitched camp. A few cars and trucks passed by and all gave me a good once over. Finally a truck passed, turned around and stopped near my camp. As he rolled his window down I smiled and asked, "you going to run me off"? Naw he said, I'm just curious. I explained my mission and we talked for a while about Yellow Grass when his phone rang, the dinner bell. I received and accepted a dinner invitation with he and his wife and had a wonderful evening.
After dark I rode back to my camp and low and behold, the cemetery was full of twinkling lights. I walked across the road to investigate and it turns out that instead of silk flowers or other tokens, every grave was marked with a solar path light. I went to sleep never feeling better about a cemetery. The next morning I located the family plot, took my photos and rode off into Western Saskatchewan