{ Triceratops Weekend with the Missouri Institute of Natural Science }

It’s like the start of a joke: a geologist, a psychologist, a journalist and a jolly man named Larry are going to retrieve a triceratops skeleton from Wyoming…

Triceratops baby along for the ride. He kept us company through the Osage Plains, loess hills, IOWA, Badlands, Black Hills and empty, empty Wyoming grasslands. What a trooper.

The dig site! Very cool to visit.

Ok, who has a Bobcat in Springfield? We’re going to need one when we get in.

Matt Forir ratchets it in.

“How often does a little hillbilly girl get to meet people who do important things like this?” – says the woman at the hotel who just took a picture of our sorry 5-hours-of-sleep selves. Sigh.

The short of it: I had the opportunity of a lifetime to go with a ragtag crew of Ozarkians to retrieve a dinosaur for display in the Missouri Institute of Natural Science. It was sick. I’ll let you know when the story’s out. If you see a U-Haul on the road today, assume it’s carrying a dinosaur.