This weekend I had the privilege of staying at my friend Shane’s farm in northwestern North Dakota. It was the most remote farmstead I’ve ever visited, and we had a really great time. They have a lot of land so there was a lot of exploring to do. I put close to three boxes of shells through my Glock too, although I couldn’t hit as much as the guys with the rifles could.

This house is on their farm. It was owned by Billy Holden way back when. It’s got a stone basement that’s collapsed on one side (see lower right) and an upstairs. The steps are SO narrow and steep it’s scary!

When I see a place like this, I try to think of what it must have been like when it was new. I doubt Mr. Holden ever expected it to look like this. Hardly the legacy any of us would expect for ourselves, is it…