Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Strange things happen around me.

The book mentioned in the opening quote rests upon my shelves, right there, before my eyes. As does Moon’s “Blue Highways”. I lived for a time about three miles from the old mill in the article, and drove by it daily. The Cottonwood river is a pretty body of water flowing as it does through the hills. It has good fishing also.

Cedar Point is about six houses strong, and is about as rustic as it comes. If the project can generate as much income as the old Lindsborg Mill does, Cedar Point has an opportunity.

Inspired by the book, “PrairyErth” by William Least Heat-Moon, Dan Clothier began visiting the Flint Hills on a regular basis several years ago. He was driving from Wichita to Kansas City several times a month to check on one of his projects and taking a detour through the Flint Hills was an enjoyable diversion.

“In my trips back and forth to Kansas City I would try to get lost and succeeded quite a few times,” Clothier said. “That was before global positioning satellites.”

On one of those trips he was coming the long way going north from Cassidy when he came to Cedar Point and saw the old mill on the south side of the Cottonwood River.

Oh: The Mill:

The Old Mill


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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