We broke up today’s travel with a stop at Washita Battlefield National Historic Site in Oklahoma. It was a place Paul and I had seen with Emily on a different year, so I already had my Junior Ranger badge (teehee). We watched the film, strolled through the museum, and walked the loop path through the prairie behind the Visitor Center.
Basically, at dawn, General Custer attacked an encampment of sleeping, mostly peaceful Cheyenne Indians, under the protection of peace-seeking Chief Black Kettle, on the banks of the Washita River. He mistook them to be the warring faction camped further along the shoreline. Upon realizing who they were, he took the women and children as prisoners of war, burned all of their belongings to the ground, and slaughtered their horses. At least that part of our history hasn’t been overwritten by our current administration.
Alrighty then. This is why I find blogging to be precarious these days….
Our stop for the evening is a simple one, but there is a very nice nature path here and we were able to happy hour and dine outside for the first time this trip, which was awesome. No biting bugs! Another early night (after some cribbage), and early bedtime for Tuesday’s 6:30 am wake up call and 8:00 am departure – this has become our standard this caravan.
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