I've wanted to visit Pembina for a long time, because the earliest ancestors on my mother's maternal side - that we know about - lived there. Also, it's where Ox Cart Angel starts out. The main character's home is Pembina.
|I finally made it! Note the Red River cart.|
Pembina was once quite a bustling place - a transportation hub for the oxcart trails. My great-great-great-great grandfather - a French Canadian - and his wife - an Ojibwe woman - lived there back in the early 1800s.
Here's where the Red River and Pembina River merge:
|My g-g-g-g-grandparents surely saw this same view, although without the bridge in the background. And different trees.|
They also probably lived near this spot:
Although now, this is what is there:
|I'm thinking the g-g-g-g-grandparents didn't have the jungle gym.|
I stopped at the Pembina State Museum, which is a nice place. They have a replica of a Red River cart there:
I went up in the tower, where there's a viewing platform.
|The hard part was rapelling back down.|
Here's the best view from the tower:
Anyway, it was very cool to see the place. It felt like a connection to my past; like the past had come up to meet me. I left as the sun started to set - the motel there was booked for the night, so I stayed in Drayton, which is a bit south of Pembina. The next day I headed down to East Grand Forks for my presentation at their library. It went well, and the people hosting the event were incredibly nice. I'll talk a little more about that at another time.
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