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On the road to Pyramid: Day 8

Visit with an Indian Activist and Spiritual Leader

On a cool, sunny Saturday morning, we set off from Pyramid Lake to Fallon, Nevada, where nearby sit the Fallon Naval Air Station (home to TOPGUN, aka The Naval Fighter Weapons School) and the Fallon Paiute Shoshone Tribe reservation.

We did not see any Tom Cruise types, but went to the reservation for a visit with a living piece of history.

Adam Fortunate Eagle Nordwall

Adam Fortunate Eagle Nordwall was born in 1929 on the Red Lake Indian Reservation (Minnesota) into the Red Lake Band of Chippewa. He spent ten years in an Indian boarding school and eventually wound up in the San Francisco Bay area, where in the 1960s he built a successful extermination company. He never stopped caring about issues affecting Native American peoples.

In 1969, he was instrumental in the occupation by a group of Indian individuals of the abandoned prison on Alcatraz Island. His activism did not go unnoticed, however. Despite his insistence on non-violent actions, he attracted the interest of state and federal authorities. In short order, he lost his business and moved his family to the home reservation of his lovely wife, Bobbie, to the Fallon Paiute Shoshone Tribe Reservation.

Adam Fortunate Eagle Nordwall, Roundhouse Gallery

He rebuilt his life there as an artist. His home and the art gallery beside his house are filled with his handicraft. Stone and wood are his primary media, but paintings and jewelry are also represented. We have an eye on a certain sculpture, and perhaps one day we will be able to purchase it.

Fortunate Eagle welcomed us into his home and talked about all kinds of things. In a surprise to me, we are both writing books which involve “little people,” in what would popularly be called a “paranormal” genre. His is intended for younger readers. The parts of the early draft he read to us are delightful.

We also discussed less pleasant subjects, including the treatment of indigenous peoples by the Europeans who claimed this continent. His understandable anger and resentment are balanced with humor and a desire for beneficial change.

Of course, this is an incomplete sketch of the man and his experiences. He has written a couple of memoirs and made a video of his life. You can find more about him if you like. Just run an internet search and you’ll find lots of information.

We were enriched and blessed by the visit to his home. Thank you Bobbie and Fortunate Eagle, our new friends.

Roundhouse Gallery, Adam Fortunate Eagle Nordwall

The Main Street Cafe

In our continuing series about the restaurants we visited, we bring you another out-of-the-way eatery.

Maine Street Cafe, Fallon, Nevada

The Maine Street Cafe in Fallon features an eclectic menu for breakfast and lunch, dinner on special occasions (like Valentine’s Day), and they provide full-service catering.

On our visit this day, I ordered a chicken burrito with rice and beans. I expected a burrito with rice and beans on the side, and that’s what I received, but they were all on the in-side. Pretty tasty that way, especially with the sauce that tasted slightly vinaigrette instead of the salsa I’m used to. A nice break.

Rhonda (my sweet wife and hot girlfriend) had a chicken panini sandwich she raved about.

Susan of The Maine Street Cafe

Our host, Susan, talked to us about starting the restaurant. They bought the old house, then gutted and retrofitted the neat, roomy building to make a state-of-the-art facility. Then she recounted the difficult times when road construction all but landlocked them. We thoroughly enjoyed our time there and recommend it.

Maine Street Cafe
810 S. Maine St.Fallon, NV 89406
(775) 423-1830

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  1. Linda B
    February 22, 2011 at 10:11 pm

    HI JOE, SURE WOULD LOVE TO WIN AND READ

    • February 23, 2011 at 5:40 am

      Linda,

      Stay tuned. I’m out of town for a couple of days, but will finish the journey RSN (Real Soon Now). Thanks.

  2. s rhodes
    February 27, 2011 at 3:49 pm

    Joe, good read. That is what John was telling you. My great grandfather married an Indian woman a Chippewa from Chickasae, OK…I wonder if were related. small world. 😉

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