Sunday brought my favorite of our usual activities—the Indian Relays, which have not been experienced since 2019. Unfortunately, I woke up feeling a tad droopy, not unlike one of the many sunflowers present here—a bit past their best bloom. No time for droopiness though, best to try to keep blooming.
So off we went to stop by the Singing Horse Trading Post on the way to the relays. Even though the store wasn’t open and Rosie’s family is visiting from Germany, she gave us an enthusiastic welcome. The students browsed the store, found many treasures to purchase while I was able to visit with A. and L., who is now a very chatty 4-years old. We stayed longer than planned visiting but made it to the relays for the best of the races.
We set up our canopy along the track fence a bit further from the action than I preferred but in the only available spot—the crowd for the relays was huge, just like the pow wow. We settled in and got organized with a group of students sent out to recruit screening participants. The tent got busy very quickly, which has been my experience with past relays. I’ve said it before—this is just a different, more relaxed vibe.
While I would like to screen as many people as possible, my bigger wish is for students to open themselves up and really make a connection with the people here and the Lakota culture. This happened at the relays. For the group of students out in the crowd trying to recruit screening participants, they met a 6th Generation descendant of Red Cloud. Mr. B’s wife was making beaded bracelets, and Mr. B had a hand-made walking stick for sale. One of the students instantly connected with Mr. B and felt drawn to purchase the walking stick. The walking stick is an absolute work of art—made of cottonwood with a dreamcatcher, porcupine quillwork, and sage attached. Mr. B told the student that this walking stick would lead him on future journeys. Mr. B invited this student and the rest of the group to visit his tipi at the pow wow after the relays! Toward the end of the races Mr. B and his wife and family came to visit the screening tent—they were an absolute delight to chat with.
We finished watching the races with Suzie and Lance, ending our time at the track with the main event—the relay championship. The students stood at the fence and watched the relays in awe of the horsemanship, athleticism, and bravery. Always my favorite, and it never disappoints!
We drove over to the pow wow grounds to see Mr. B at his tipi, but unfortunately got there before he did. The student who bought the walking stick plans to connect with him on social media to let him know that we had stopped by but missed him. A few more pow wow snacks were purchased and then our long drive home with no storm, no shortcuts—instead we had nothing but tired, dusty, and non-droopy blooming students!

































































































