They say that a bad day of golf beats the best day at work, and as an expert on playing golf very badly I can wholly agree. No matter how well or poorly you play, a day of golf is just too rare an occasion to enjoy anywhere but at the finest course. Perham Lakeside is just such a course, and at only an hour and 15 minutes east of Fargo makes for the ideal summer outing. Perham Lakeside offers 27 holes, the only course in its 90 mile radius to do so, and names each nine according to the trees which beautify them: Oak, Maple, and Pine. These are challenging holes, each masterfully designed to offer their own unique nuances and test the entirety of players’ skill, and landscaped just as lovingly. Summertime demands that you make the trip at least once to this golfer’s paradise.
Remer’s first settlers in the late 1800s quickly learned that they shared the town with some inhuman neighbors. Great prints not altogether unlike a man’s regularly materialized in muddy riverbanks, although they were far deeper than a man’s weight could ever press them down. Small tufts of dark fur not attributable to bears were found clinging to the balsams. People frequently caught glimpses of darkened forms flitting between the trees, although on occasion they saw them clear as day. Bigfoot — more than one, even Bigfoot children, were spotted regularly throughout the area. “Saw Bigfoot at lunch today” was not an unusual note to drop into casual conversation in old Remer.
When we are asked to define what great art is, it’s easy to fall into snobbery and only offer highfalutin examples. We all know that the Venus de Milo, Mona Lisa, and Sistine Chapel ceiling comprise the best of the best of what mankind has created in the past — but great art needn’t have been made centuries ago by some long gone genius to be deemed as such. Great art may very well have been chainsawed into the form of a jovial bear by a Fargoan in his garage one afternoon. This is exactly the case for Jay Ray.
It’s hard to wrap your head around just how quickly the technology of flight has evolved. In only 66 years we progressed from the first flight ever to the first moon landing. Who knows what flight has in store for us in the future? Maybe in just a few more decades we’ll have airliners capable of delivering our luggage to the same place we are going, instead of to Mozambique.