Last year's summer vacation, we allowed plenty of time for off-road exploring on the way to dropping Nik off for his Montana Wilderness School camp expedition. This year's vacation was 'organized' a little differently and we didn't have as much time to explore enroute. We did stumble across Sacajawea's grave and took the time to pay our respects. It's literally out in Wyoming somewhere, amidst the meadows and mountains and the whispers on the wind. It's always fun to introduce Emalie to history in a firsthand experience. (And, it gave us a good excuse to buy her local, historical books (written for kids) about these places and people. We found a Sacajawea book for her in Hamilton and a Lewis and Clark Expedition book in Bozeman.) I'm glad she's so interested in history. It wasn't until I started seeing these places firsthand myself did my interest grow as well. Somehow, seeing these places and really putting yourself in the imagined moments of these people's lives back in their time really puts things into a whole new perspective.
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