Getting close to sunset at Kramper Lake near Hubbard, Neb. Kramper Lake has only been open since 2015. It is the result of a state of Nebraska effort at flood control. Pigeon Creek was dammed up to create the lake in what is known as the Danish Alps Recreation Area. My understanding is that early residents of the area thought the hills surrounding them reminded them of mountains back in their native Denmark. There are primitive and RV camping sites, boat ramp, fishing pier, playground, walking/biking path around the lake, and several horse camping sites and riding trails. Hubbard is about a mile from the lake, and Sioux City is around 15 miles. This was my first time visiting the lake and I came away impressed. The lake is named for Vince Kramper, a local retired farmer and active conservationist. He has served on state environmental and the regional conservation district boards. Plus he's a really nice fellow and is deserving of the honor of having a lake named for him. I got to know him when I was editor of the Dakota County Star in South Sioux City, Neb.
Just posting this one for fun. I was dead tired by the time I got this far up in the kingdom and was craving a beer and a shower. So a quick window shot of a town line sign it was.
I've talked about Vermont's cartographical weirdness before on my IG and my blog. Here's one of my favorite examples. In Vermont, a gore isn't gruesome and bloody. It's actually a leftover chunk of land never granted to any towns, creating a what we call a Gore. Generally, gores are void of people and infrastructure. Some of them have roads that snake through their undeveloped areas, others are all woods.
This is Warren Gore in the northeast kingdom, and it might have the strangest circumstances of all Vermont's gores.
Warren Gore only exists because the town of Warren down in the mad river valley was a bit short on total acres needed to create a town, which was 23,000. To get a charter approval from the legislature, you needed to meet the requirements, and eventually, the Warren grantees found the remaining acreage they needed and raised money to acquire them. Only, they were half the state apart and unconnected. Oh well.
Warren was charted in 1780, and while the now touristy ski town on Route 100 became settled, what became known as Warren Gore never attracted anyone until 1970, when the census recorded a single person.
State route 114, aka the roller coaster road, runs through the middle of the gore today en route to Quebec, and its pretty much all woods and moose crossing signs.
The only place name in the gore is called "summit", a point on a rail line named for its elevation. It can actually still be seen labeled on atlases.