My Grandfather had land near Sioux passage park that backed up to the Missouri river. This reminds me of being a child and hunting Morels from a time long ago! Then combing the fields for corn after the harvest to feed the squirrels. NOW they are a pest and get into the attic! Originally Posted by acescrackedAnd then you would have to hitch up the horses to the covered wagon to go to town and hope you didn't get held up by any Indians.