Driving along Highway 12 I had always been curious about what the signs for Frenchtown were talking about. There is a little knoll with a pair of memorials for French trappers and Indians who died in an arduous battle some 125 years ago. The bodies are still buried somewhere out there but the settlement and the graves have long ago vanished. It is a pristine bit of prairie complete with indigenous grasses and a vista that can, with the right angle, look like the valley did before the white folks came.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
The Mysterious Frenchtown
Driving along Highway 12 I had always been curious about what the signs for Frenchtown were talking about. There is a little knoll with a pair of memorials for French trappers and Indians who died in an arduous battle some 125 years ago. The bodies are still buried somewhere out there but the settlement and the graves have long ago vanished. It is a pristine bit of prairie complete with indigenous grasses and a vista that can, with the right angle, look like the valley did before the white folks came.
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