Ft. Scott in the Fall

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We’ve been to Ft. Scott, a restored frontier fort in southeast Kansas, many times, but never in the fall before. Until last weekend.

For months now, we’ve been working seven days a week. With the house remodel, the cattle working area remodel, and just normal farm work, we’ve been so busy we’ve not even taken Sundays off, let alone taken any trips. We’re both burned out. Burned Out.

Last Saturday morning, Harland announced he’d been thinking.

He said, “We’ll work until noon, and then pack our bags and take off.”

“Where?” I asked.

“I haven’t decided yet. Down south somewhere,”  he replied.

Excited to go anywhere, I said, “Ok then!”

Harland went to the farm to get some things done, while I stayed home scurrying around doing housework, and packing. When he returned at noon, we ate lunch, grabbed our bags and hopped into the truck. I was giddy. We were only going to be gone for about 24 hours, but we were getting away and hitting the road, and that’s all that mattered.. No plans, no commitments, no work. It had been so long.

We drove all afternoon, meandering down backroads, looking at fall foliage, and enjoying each other’s company. That night found us 200 miles from home, in a B & B in Fort Scott, Kansas.

The next morning, we rose early, packed up, tip-toed down the stairs and out the door, putting our suitcases into the truck and grabbing our cameras. There was sunrise light to capture, people!  No time to eat breakfast for goodness sake!

We were within walking distance of the old 18th century fort, so off we went. There was no one else up in the town, and the fort buildings weren’t open yet, so we had the place all to ourselves. The sun was just barely up, there was a little mist, a heavy dew, and lovely fall foliage. We went our separate ways exploring, taking pics, reveling in the surroundings.

Let’s go for a stroll, shall we?

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Wave at Harland.

An hour or so after we arrived, the park service showed up to raise the flag for the day:

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and Harland and I went off in search of breakfast.

After we ate, we headed west from Fort Scott, no plans, just driving along…

Stay tuned.

To learn all about Fort Scott, click HERE to go to their website.



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9 Responses

  1. Glenda says:

    Ah, that’s better. Thanks for the trip Suzanne! Glad you got to go.

  2. Beautiful photos as always. I think Fort Scott is a beautiful city.

  3. Rebecca says:

    Love all the photos!!
    So happy you all got some time away.

  4. Mary in Idaho says:

    If any two people on this planet deserved a get away it is you two! I’m happy for you and enjoying my arm chair adventure of Ft. Scott. What year was it built? Looking forward to the next episode.

  5. Linda says:

    The photos are beautiful. I’ve never been to Ft. Scott — the fort or the town — even though I pass nearby when I go to KC. I’ve always headed west. In the spring, I ought to put it on the itinerary. You certainly have made it seem appealing.

    And I’m so glad you were able to get away. Heaven knows you not only deserved it, you needed it. You pushed and pushed for a long time, and breaks are important!

  6. Kate says:

    Great photos! I absolutely love the first one of the bricks & leaves.

  7. Jeanne L says:

    What a fun trip! And how nice of Harland to think of it! I’ll have to visit by way of the computer, which I plan to do! Thanks for including the link. I look forward to the rest of your little excursion!

  8. Rural TN says:

    Great photographs.

  9. JMart says:

    You just can’t beat that early morning light! And those long shadows. Wonderful!

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