Our Wild West Journey

My inner child could hardly wait for the epic journey.

A lone bison roams the sweeping grasslands of Badlands National Park in South Dakota, a living relic of the vast herds that once thundered across the Great Plains. Bison are enduring symbols of the American frontier. Travel South Dakota/TNS

By Mary Ann Anderson Tribune News Service

The open road called, and I answered. On a cool November morning, my husband and I climbed aboard a regional jet in Brunswick, a small city that anchors Georgia’s light-splashed Golden Isles, bound for Atlanta for a change of planes, and then on to Spokane, Washington. We rented a car at the airport, and then, just like that, began driving eastbound and down back to Georgia on a cross-country journey across the very same terrain we had just flown.