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Page 54 There was no highway bridge across the Missouri at Pierre at that time so we drove on to the ferry and were piloted across to the Fort Pierre side. We were on our way. We got on the graveled road to Rapid city (I believe highway 14 at that time was know as the “Black and Yellow Trail”) and went over the Ft. Pierre hill only to be met by more hills and then more hills. About the only things that has changed from then to now, as far as roads are concerned, is the road is now hard surface. A few miles out of Ft. Pierre the road ran parallel to Scotty Phillips buffalo pasture. It was a hot quiet day and a few buffalo were close to the fence at one place so we stopped to look them over. They paid very little attention to us. They seemed to be more interested in the flies that were always present during the summer or were just taking it easy and trying to catch a snooze away from the main herd. |