The Cook Collection and its connection to Sioux Chief Red Cloud at Agate Fossil Beds National Monument mentioned in my previous post served as the perfect transition to and preparation for our next stop, Fort Robinson State Park. Located in the ruggedly beautiful Pine Ridge landscape of northern Nebraska, close to South Dakota, it was the site of momentous events that determined the fate of several Plains Indian tribes.
Fort Robinson was established in 1874 and served multiple functions until 1947. It played a major role in the era of the “Indian Wars” of the late 1870s, and the ensuing banishment of regional tribes onto totally inadequate reservations – the sad reality repeated time and again all across the country. As was typical, the fort was established near an Indian Agency, in this case, the Red Cloud Agency. Agencies were supposed to provide food and additional supplies to Native Americans who had “agreed” to cede their land to the US Government, or to exchange it for land considered less valuable, until something of value was discovered. This befell several Sioux (Lakota) groups, who had been guaranteed possession of the Black Hills in South Dakota, in a treaty. Like most other treaties, this one was broken after the discovery of gold, and the Lakota rose up in defense of their land and way of life, fighting bloody and bitter battles, until they were outnumbered and outweaponed.
When the combined forces of multiple native tribes defeated General George Armstrong Custer and his 7th Cavalry in the Battle of the Greasy Grass, as it was called among Indigenous peoples, but more commonly referred to as the Battle of the Little Bighorn, on June 25, 1876, Crazy Horse, among the best-known leaders of the Oglala Sioux, became one of the most-hated and sought-after men. Custer was considered a national hero since the American Civil War and his death contributed to the resolve to deal with the “Indian question” once and for all. Following loss of land and bison, the center around which the Plains tribes’ life revolved, Crazy Horse eventually surrendered in 1877. Though he was guaranteed safe keeping, he was instead stabbed to death at Fort Robinson in a sequence of events that has sparked a heated debate to this day.
A few years later, in 1879, a group of Northern Cheyenne, attempting to return to their homeland in Montana Territory, were imprisoned at Fort Robinson, after fleeing from a reservation in “Indian Territory” (present-day Oklahoma), where they had been deported. When they were threatened with transport back, they attempted to flee, thinking it better to die near home than to live in a strange, inhospitable place. And die they did, as the text on a number of commemorative plaques reminded us.
Compared to the ugliness of humans’ actions against fellow humans, the area’s natural beauty stood in stark contrast. The rocky splendor of the Pine Ridge, the lush vegetation, the various animals in the vicinity, including a herd of 150 reintroduced bison, seemed somewhat surreal in the context of the region’s tumultuous history.
After several days of inclement weather the sun showed again, and we slept in the tent without the risk of getting soaked, having the primitive camping area adjacent to the developed campground basically to ourselves. Very near to where Crazy Horse was murdered, and where the Cheyenne Outbreak started, we breathed the same air and gazed at the same stars as the First Americans, whose spirits are said to linger in their native lands.
A sad but true story
Still living
In Nature’s beauty
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What a sad end for such brave people. A very interesting post.
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Thank you, Cathy. It is depressing to know what humans can do to other humans.
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That’s a very sad part of history, but indeed a wonderful nature place!
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Yes, very sad, and it happened all across the country.
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Dear Tanja,
I appreciate your sensitive and decent approach to the history of this wonderful place. As mentioned once I have never been to the US, but seeing this great nature I should consider to go hiking in the United States in the future. Thank you very much – I really enjoy your posts!
Regards from Frankfurt/Germany
Ira
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And I appreciate your kind words, Ira. If it fits into your plans, I hope you will be able to come to the US to do some hiking one day. There are so many opportunities.
Best wishes,
Tanja
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In our dreams, people might get along peacefully.
Reality, though, is another story.
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You are so right, Neil. I wish it were different.
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I truly hope…that someday, we earn, and then, deserve,
the right to live in this grand and beautiful land we call America.
Great shots, Tanja! You make me long for more car trips.
Nebraska holds a broad expanse of ever-changing landscapes.
We are so fortunate. Thank you for sharing the trip! Kudos 🙂 UT
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Thank you for your thoughtful comment, Uncle Tree. I can’t help but wonder how different things would be if, somehow, we had managed to coexist as equal partners with those who were here long before us.
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A very sad era in America’s history.
In some ways not dissimilar to our Australian indigenous people.
Wonderful landscape all the same, especially that enormous rocky outcrop.
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Thank you, Vicki.
Same European “conquerors”, same attitudes toward the native people everywhere, I am afraid. We came, looked at the land, and decided it was ours. It was wrong, and still is, but somehow we have justified it all.
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Schön, dass du nach der wirklich sehr traurigen Einstimmung die wunderschöne Natur zeigst, Tanja.
Und schön, dass du sie fast allein genießen konntest.
Liebe Grüße
Brigitte
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Ich versuche mir immer vorzustellen, wie es war, in dieser unglaublichen Natur vor der Ankunft der Europäer gelebt zu haben, und wie ich mich gefühlt hätte, wenn mir plötzlich jemand gesagt hätte, ich müsste weg!
Diese Geschichte lastet noch immer auf dem Land.
Sei herzlich gegrüßt,
Tanja
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I like the idea that their spirits are lingering over their land!
What a calm and serene landscape and what a troubled history.
Kindest regards,
Christa
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I like that notion, too, Christa. The same is said about the ancestral Puebloans in the Four Corners region, and there are some wonderful paintings and videos that show shadows of the ancients coexisting next to modern-day society.
Thank you much,
Tanja
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How beautiful!
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Thank you, Diane. It is a very special place.
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Another very nice exciting share Tanjabritton. The beautiful photos remind of our mid-Nortwest/ old West pass. Amazing with all of modern tech and greed there are still seemingly enough cattle and livestock.
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Thank you much. I hope that there will always be enough space for livestock and for wild animals to roam!
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It is because of urbanization+ that we’re estranged from the beauty of nature. Honesly, technology and modernization have got us all so preoccupied. The last time that I have seen cattle and terrain as you have shared, was in a. movie. An amazing share and, thanks again!!
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Tanja- As always, you have such beautiful photos. I enjoyed your telling of the story of the Northern Cheyenne. I have a friend who is Northern Cheyenne and I shared your post with him. He said you did a good job also. Take care my dear friend. -Jill
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Thank you, Jill, for your comment and your sharing. It means a lot to me.
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You are most welcome dear friend.
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