You don’t have to go far outside of the North Dakota Capitol City to find a different kind of busy intersection. A local gang hanging out under the street sign, looking for trouble doesn’t have the same meaning in North Dakota as in other places.
Street signs are abundant any where people are moving — they have to know where they’re going. And that’s true out in Morton County, just west of Bismarck. If you take some of the local roads you’ll find you are directed down the road to households within the same extended family — all building their legacy on the prairie — with the help of mother cow and her calves. At least I think they were there to help. I didn’t bother them. That cold icy stare was enough to keep me in my truck.
In this July jaunt through the hills of west river (Missouri River) North Dakota I had no idea where I was going, or where I was and frankly the street signs didn’t help much, so eventually I turned around, but not until I brushed by a bit of isolated civilization in the wide open pasture and grazing of western North Dakota. It’s a good part of my portfolio, shooting this model I love to photograph — North Dakota. Mykuhls Photography