It’s always fun to find something that’s been hiding in plain sight. I can’t even guess how many times I’ve driven past this dilapidated pole north of Bismarck, but last Saturday I happened to notice it while meandering down a long gravel road at sunrise.

It was a glorious morning, with a perfectly clear sky. Near the horizon it was bright gold with the rising sun, and overhead it was still a deep blue. I managed to run around quite a bit with my cameras and not bring home any ticks, which is a feat considering how my friends have been getting swarmed by them!