Funny story, remember all the bikes in Black Hills?
We THOUGHT we'd be leaving them all behind. But NOOOO
it seems they come and go to all different areas out here,
so trying to get a room for the night anywhere in South Dakota
along the interstate was impossible.
Yes, we ended up camping, again. Pitching a tent
at 11PM, not my kind of fun. Small hotel just happened to have
some tent sites open, in the grass, along the interstate.
They had as many crickets as the Black Hills had bikes.
We did however get get another rainbow, and it was a double,
we just couldn't get back to the park fast enough to catch the second one.
This was our glimpse of the sun that day.
Once again our black cloud didn't let us down!
One thing we learned, never go into a national park without sub-way.
The photo doesn't capture the beautiful colors,
sand, gold and red
First look at the badlands
The Gordon Stockade
Illegal fort built on indian lands by Black Hills Gold seekers
They were found about a year after occupancy, and never did find much gold
The stockade has been rebuilt 3 times.
The above photo is an original cabin
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