Friday, July 31, 2009

An Evening's Exploration of Southeast Osborne County

This past July 29, 2009 proved to be a fine Wednesday evening. So yours truly and fellow Osborne County Tourism (OCT) member Kathy Bristol decided that it was a perfect night to go forth and rediscover a stone house that had been on an OCT tour some five years before, and that Kathy wished to photograph again. Her problem: she had no longer had a clue where the house was.

We left Osborne just before 6PM, driving 19 miles south on US Highway 281, then turning east onto Osborne County Road 412. After four miles we came to one of those great backroad intersections - we could go left, following County Road 412; we could go straight, following a questionable-but-fun-looking two-track dirt/rock road; or turn right and follow County Road 685.

Right it was, and four miles south and three miles east along the Osborne-Russell County Line brought us to the mansard-roofed McGuire House. This prompted Kathy to realize why she never found this house again, with it being a good 30 miles from Osborne and yet still in the county!

Built in 1904 by homesteader John Wesley Cullens, ownership of this impressive house passed to Noah & Ruth McGuire, for whom it is still known. The home is constructed of native Post Rock Limestone quarried within a few hundred feet of the site. McGuire family reunions are still being held annually here.

From the McGuire House we drove two miles east and then 1.5 miles north to the Delhi Cemetery. The above photo comes from that cemetery and shows a sad chapter in the preservation of local history - the graves of apparently two military veterans, with bronze military markers at each grave, but no names or other information are left on the two temporary markers. The Two Unknown Soldiers of Delhi Cemetery have become a modern mystery.

The weather being nice and the roads being dry, I then took Kathy 1.5 miles north and two miles west from the Delhi Cemetery to discover a little-known Explorer gem: the Shaw Family Burial Ground. Sitting in a pasture within a small fenced area lies the remains of up to 15 members of the Shaw family, mostly children, who settled here in the 1880s. All but one of the of the original native stone markers are now unreadable. However, within the last five years several Shaw family descendants have banded together and paid for a new fence enclosure & gate, a new sign, and a modern granite gravestone memorializing those known to rest here (seen at upper left in the above photo - with a few flowers even.

It was only after leaving this place that our real backroad adventures began. Just to the north a dirt road headed west, curving with the East Fork of Wolf Creek. It looked very good for the first half mile, then quickly deteriorated into a two-path trail with high weeds growing down the middle. Undeterred, we threaded our way along for nine tenths of mile when a ROAD CLOSED sign appeared. Yes, the second of two bridges across the meandering creek was out. This was very frustrating, because there had been no warning beforehand. So we turned around and threaded our way back east, and then north another mile. Then the loose cattle made their appearance.

Now granted, calves are pretty stupid most of the time, but the one pictured above was unusually dense. Instead of lounging in the nearby cool corn field with his other loose brethren, this one pranced back and forth in the roadway, daring anyone to bother it. I slowed down and hit the car horn, hoping that a blast of offensive noise would deter the beasty. The problem was that this was a modern car horn, the high squeaking honk of which has all the ferocity of a crying turtle dove. At first the calf looked merely perplexed, then it decided that there was indeed a need for running away, and so it took off - straight down the road ahead. We followed closely behind, hoping that it would veer off one way or another. But no, it just kept kicking up its heels and fleeing steadily north.

Finally tiring of this game I dared to drive up along side and honk at it some more. After eyeing our car as if it could not believe seeing a turtle dove that big, the calf did indeed finally turn left - only to run smack into the barbed wire fence there, bounce off, and then proceed to bawl at the cruelty of the wide world. I here and now apologize to the owner of this errant animal for running it for a quarter mile and so causing it to lose that much more weight. Let's hope that they apologize in turn for raising such a stupid animal.

Having gone that far north we continued to the next intersection and then turned west for two miles along dirt roads and fine backcountry. The ponds were full, the crops green and lush, and the beckoning hills beyond were even green this late in summer. Then Kathy yelled STOP! and we screeched to a halt. There are more stone structures, such as the house shown above, dotting the countryside in Osborne County than many would think; unfortunately, most of them are now abandoned like this one. Except for the decaying coyote/wolf/whatever deterioating on the side porch, the house looked to be in good shape and apparently was lived in until only recently.

After a few photos we headed into Jackson Township and lo! we actually arrived from the west at that interesting intersection I mentioned earlier, coming up to it while driving ON that questionable-but-fun-looking two track dirt/rock road. Dare to Do Dirt!

Back on a nice rock road we passed on west and arrived at the Cheyenne Cemetery. It took us about 45 minutes to photograph the approximately 280 headstones here. The cemetery and nearby former community were both named for the ancient Cheyenne Indian Trail, which once ran from Texas to the Dakotas and passed just to the east of the cemetery.

Off to the east a rainbow lit up the sky as the sun slowly headed down. Nothing like being in a cemetery at twilight!
We were about a quarter of our way through taking pictures when we came upon the recent skin of this author's main cemetery antagonist - a western rattlesnake. Needless to say we checked out the immediate area very, very well before proceeding.

The tombstone for James J. Earnest displays one of those classic epitaphs you always hear about but never thought you might actually ever see: A Gentleman and a Scholar.

This Modern Woodmen of America fraternal organization headstone for Ruth Parker is striking for its attention to detail, especially on the sides of the log.

The photo does not quite show it, but even the circular rings in the wood are even recreated, along with the axe split in the top!

This native rock stone is now one of many gravestones that are no longer readible.

This photo is for Kathy, who fell in love with the name Lillie Daisy.

And sure enough, three-quarters of our way through the cemetery we came across the rest of the snake's skin. We quickly finished up taking our photos and left the peaceful cemetery to its slithering denizens.

A mile south and a mile west of the cemetery brought us to one of only ten one-room schoolhouses in Osborne County that still remain on their original sites. Whitaker School, or more formally School District #90, was formed in 1879 and disbanded in 1946.

Literally a wooden shell of its former self, the school is no longer safe to enter. But looking in through one of the windows one can still see the remains of a piano that was allowed to sit and deterioate in the middle of the floor.

A one-room school such as this would have handled an average of 20 students through its 67 years of existence. Now all that remains are the memories.

Here Kathy can be seen looking one of the school's windows. She suddenly spied something interesting and went rooting for a handy stick with which to fetch it.

"It" turned out to be a green pop bottle and three curved pieces of metal that were parts the metal frame of a globe, which was also was allowed to sit and deterioate within the building. Excellent souvenirs of the day!

I took this shot of the moon over our car as we noted that the day was waning and it was reluctantly time to go on, as we had one more stop before traipsing back into Osborne.

Six and a half miles north of the Whitaker School in the Cheyenne Gap lies the site of the former community of Potterville. All that remains of this urban center are the 16 lonely headstones in the Potterville Cemetery. By the time we got there it was so dark that I had to use a flash to take photos of the stones. Nothing like being in a cemetery after dark! The stone of Richard & Julia Shull, shown above, is a good example of the stones to be found here. Once this cemetery held nearly a hundred graves. But through the years many remains were moved to other more active cemeteries.
It was not until later that I discovered that in taking the Shull tombstone photo I inadvertently also captured in the lower right of the stone the image of a no-doubt-startled field mouse, going about its own nightly business when suddenly a blundering ignorant human arrived and flashed a blinding light at it. After a frozen moment the mouse turned and scurried off. We quickly did the same.

In the evening twilight we drove back north, startling jackrabbits, pausing at the Twin Creek Farm/Rowe Dog Training Facility (too dark for photos), and finally into Osborne a little after 9PM, having driven ove 100 miles and having packed quite a lot in just three hours. And the next night we were ready to do it all over again!

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Scenes From Osborne County Fair Parade, Friday July 24th

The 63rd Osborne County Fair Parade started at 5:30PM with the temperatures at a daytime high of 100 degrees, and the sun at a daytime high of light as well - which made for poor camera shots, unfortunately. But we persevered anyway. The heat held down the number of entries, which made this one of the shortest parades in its entire history. The following are some of the highlights:

Laura McClure of Osborne County Tourism and friend wave to the crowd as they proudly carry the new Osborne County Flag.

Employees of the Sharpe Clinic didn't let the heat bother them as they had A Rockin' Good Time, the theme of this year's parade. Talk about dancing in the streets!

For the 10th year in a row, now 80s-something Mildred Morgan drove her 1976 Scout in the parade promoting Osborne County Tourism. She always has a rockin' good time. God bless you, Mildred!

The winner for the Most Unusual Float Award, the Kansas Fur Harvesters put together something that can only be described as Very Rural Kansan.

The volunteer ladies of the Community Market Place had a rockin' good time tossing candy, tiaras, and stuffed animals to the watching crowds. The Market Place gives out several thousands of dollars annually in the community in support of many great causes.

For the who-knows-how-many-years-in-a-row, the Farmers Bank in Osborne once again enlivens the parade as they celebrate their 108 years in business.

John McClure of Blue Hills Bikes in Osborne and other bike enthusiasts had a rockin' good time as they demonstrated their riding prowess down the parade route.

It wouldn't be a fair parade without the crazy-from-the-heat happy members of Alton's Bull City Opry promoting their upcoming performance at this year's Alton Jubilee in late August.

Sunflower 4-H proclaims that all their projects ROCK!

Two pretty girls and a car to die for provides great advertising for MORE Chevrolet-Buick-Pontiac in Osborne.
Osborne Industries of Osborne proclaim their place in the global economy!

And a customary restored tractor signals the end of another Osborne County Fair Parade.

Opening Day of Osborne County Fair, Friday July 24th

The first day of the 63rd annual Osborne County Fair was one of pandemonium and slow movement as everyone dealt with entering various projects they had worked on all year on a day that reached 99 degrees. But that certainly did not stop all from having a good time!

A sampling of the artwork entered in the Open Class.

John McClure of Blue Hills Bikes in Osborne caught hawking his wares from his stall in the Commercial Building.

In the 4-H building several interested individuals pored over every one of the entries.

The 4-H club booths took shape in the relative cool of the morning.

The 4-H food had already been judged! At left, the Overall Grand Champion Oreo Cookie Bun Cake; at right, a Reserve Grand Champion Carrot Cake still plenty worthy of worship.

The 99-degree temperatures had them already lining up at the 4-H Food Stand, which saw a brisk business all day - they only ran out of ice three times!

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Just Another Typical Day in Osborne

Today was just another typical day. It started out with my portayal of an insomniac, up before 5Am, as today is the first day of the 63rd Annual Osborne County Fair, and so I began creating and printing brochures and flyers for my company's display in the "Butler Building," the local name for the commercial building in the fairgrounds as the east edge of Osborne. [Why "Butler Building?" That comes from the name of the company that built the pre-fab metal structure and is displayed prominently above the south entrance.] As co-owner of a small royalty publishing company, Ad Astra, the county fair is a wonderful chance for some local promotion. Say, if you're looking for a great gift, we certainly have a book or two you might be interested in at . . . .

(The preceding advertisement was brought to you by me. My partner will be pleased.)

Later in the morning I met Laura McClure and Joe Hubbard, proprietors of Osborne's Riverbend Bed & Breakfast, and after erecting my display helped them to but up the display for Osborne County Tourism. This year's OCT display features our brand-new county banner and county flag, small but significant strides in Osborne County's efforts toward expanding local tourism and promotion.

There are many symbols in the Osborne County Flag, as befits the first-rate design it is. The three colors, from top to bottom, stand for the three main North American countries - Canada, the United States, and Mexico. The three stars stand for both the three countries and for the Holy Trinity. The centerpiece is a recreation of the actual bronze disk that is the Geodetic Center of North America, unique to Osborne County and one of the reasons that Osborne County is referred to as "the Center of the Continent."

Here is a quick shot of the Ad Astra Publishing display. Easy to erect, easy to tear down. Sometimes less really is more.

Later in the afternoon I met up with Laura McClure again as we presented a program at the Parkview Manor rest home in Osborne. As you can see, there was quite a crowd waiting for us!

We first showed a video and then several photos as we told of how the nearby town of Natoma is credited with inventing in 1910 a true national sport - auto polo. Young daredevils of the time stripped down Model T's to their bare frames and with each car holding a driver and a ball handler actually drove on football fields trying to knock a small ball over the opposing team's goal line. We kid you not. Check out the photo below from 1913:

As you can imagine, the game was very exciting to watch but had more than its fair share of bruises and broken bones. This next photo from 1914 shows a goal being made:

Auto polo grew into a true national rage by the 1930s as teams from New York City, Chicago, and other large cities thrilled audiences everywhere. However, World War II and national gas rationing signaled the end of the sport.

We then ended the program with a photo presentation of what there is to see and do today across Osborne County.

After that Laura and I headed to the Carnegie Research Library in downtown Osborne to spend the rest of the afternoon working as volunteers in operating the library for the local Osborne County Genealogical & Historical Society. As you can see, there is now a permanent sign welcoming all members of the Kansas Explorers Club to the 1912 former Carnegie Library, which is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. Stop by most afternoons as friendly folk will always be ready to help you with your questions and help you discover what there is to see and do in Osborne County.