Sometimes a giant composite pheasant on top of an old truck-stop/bowling alley/bar/motel in the middle of a whole lotta endless Dakota sky just completely makes my day. And for some reason, I have to make a pit stop here EVERY time I head to Keystone.
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Reminds me of the giant chicken near where my daughter used to live, not in Laura-land, but outside of Atlanta, GA. 🙂
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That’s a lotta pheasant! I bet he can be seen for miles around!
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You’d think so, but that particular section of Dakota is a little hilly, so the humungous pheasant actually kind of appears out of nowhere! Next time I pass through I’ll try to note at what distance it is visible.
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