For hours, the trip was measures in terms of when we get to Bearsley.  Then, we got to Bearsley, and it was apparent that the map somewhat misrepresented the town's significance relative to your arrival to the state line of Minnesota and South Dakota.  (The answer, my friends, should have been Browns Valley.)  That minor oversight aside, it was a darlin' little place.

Well, it's big enough to have an established truck route, so it's big enough to note here, right?	Every town needs a claim to fame.  Here, it's the 9,000 year old skeleton found in 1933.	One of the many Carneige libraries built nationwide with the millionaire's sponsorship.