Well, well, well… They have a government center here instead of a courthouse. Why, you might ask? Because they tore down the old courthouse!
They left the original flagpole and the front steps with columns. Apparently, they tore it down for architectural reasons. On a certain level, I understand that. The needs of the present are often more important than the needs of the past. On the other hand, intentionally tearing down a functional courthouse feels like some French Revolutionary regicide-type stuff! Is there even a word for that? Buildingcide? Structurecide? And no, you ninnies, “demolition” is not it, so zip it!
As fate would have it, there is a coffee shop across the street from the courthouse. I found myself thinking, “Gee, I wish there was a cache there so I could get something tasty to drink while I was there.” There was! A simple nano on the front of the building in the first place I looked was good enough. I was, however, vexed by two things. First, the shop was closed, so no frosty beverage for me. Second (and more salient to the readership), you’ve all seen what a nano log tends to look like? Well, there were three names on the log, all written sideways across it! A pox on cachers who write their names over fifteen spaces on the log! I had to put my initials over one of their names. If they’re gonna take up all the space, that’s what they get! Turnabout is fair play!
With that, I was ready to go. I made a quick pit stop to grab some gas, a newspaper, and a South Dakota key chain. My dream of the northernmost states would have to wait a little longer, but making it to a Dakota was not the worst outcome. Besides, I had old business to attend to. I turned onto a road leading south and resumed my trek, stopping in…