I'd tell you why I was using Google Street View to wander down the misty roads of New Jersey, but it's boring. Perhaps this is no more exciting, but I thought I'd throw it out for something to do on a Friday afternoon.

A figure rose from fog:

 

 

If you know your roadside Americana, you know what he is. One hand up . . . one hand down. The cowboy had a famous brother in Northern Minnesota, dressed in local lore-garb. 

Question: where was he?