when I was in HS (late 90s) my dad purchased a massive amount of ground for a number that at the time boggled my mind. we had leased it previously and I'd overheard my dad talking to my mom or other people about how it was going to come up for sale and his thoughts or whatever. obviously we didn't have that kind of money laying around but the local ranch/farm banker (mentioned before how they are critical to this stuff) was in for it and he got it done. we were leveraged up to our tits from what I took in from peeping into conversations from pops with other people. it was like betting on red from the way I understood it listening in. I'm thinking about it now how it was probably the greatest deal anyone has ever made in my family. obviously SW KS acres are not what acres are worth where it actually rains but it's all relative. counterpoint, you can actually farm in SW KS and not in the flint hills so there's that.
