After a long chat with chat with fellow T@B owners early evening, some late evening bison campground visits, and a late night hailstorm, we settled in for the night in order to get an early start this morning. Of course there were bison sightings as we were leaving the park.
As we made our way south on US-85 from Medora to Sheridan Lake we saw wide open spaces, buttes in the distance, Sturgis bound bikers, long straight highway stretches uphill and downhill, motorcycles, wide loads with wind turbine generators, cattle, cattle, and more cattle, sheep, motorcycles, horses, motorcycles, wide loads with wind turbine generators, an automobile boneyard, toy haulers loaded with bikes, a cowboy riding a red, white, and blue missle, Sturgis bound bikers, lots of big sky, ranch land as far as the eye can see, toy haulers behind motorhomes, endless fences, and the Black Hills in the distance. As we get closer we see hundreds and hundreds of motorcycles everywhere as we pass through Deadwood. Long strings of cyclists up and down the highway. And then we pull into a delightfully quiet campsite with a view of Sheridan Lake. Plans to drive into Rapid City but a hailstorm to weather first!
Making that trip at the speed of horse-drawn wagon without the modern distractions must of been . . . . . boring?
Hail storms really are common up there. How are Eric and Gigi handling them? Little stuff?
“a long and winding road…”, oh wait the road is long but straight as an arrow. Travel safe.