My trip home Part 2: ‘My Schnitzelbank’...By Mike Alan Steinfeldt

At the top of the hill I stopped and looked into the direction of where I came. From that vantage point I could see much of the town of Windom and imagined what it might look like before the area was settled. Just to one side of the road was a small parking lot meant for hunters that frequent the Waterfowl management Area below.

It revealed a broad coulee or drainage that ran northeast to southwest…