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Southwestern South Dakota

My wife called me, a little while ago. She said her plane was diverted, as she was making her way home from Fargo. Two weeks ago, i was flying into Rapid City, S.D. to meet her.

Rapid City

Rapid City

She picked me up, and the next day we spent exploring that corner of the state. We saw national monuments, state parks, and alot of beautiful scenery. i even got stickers for the truck out of the deal.

Keystone, S.D.

Keystone, S.D.

Keystone is a fun little, well, townlet. i can’t imagine calling it even a town. It’s perched right on the boundry of Mt. Rushmore, and if you are afraid of not getting enough souviniers there i highly recommend you stop here. We went on to behold some spectacular sights, to wear ourselves out physically, and thoroughly play the part of tourist. i do not believe we left one tourist trap unvisited.

Wall Drug, S.D.

Wall Drug, S.D.

Until the next day when we went to Wall. Now i’m sure the good residents of this fine town are grateful for all the visitors they get here, they have to know that the prodigious billboard advertising for one of the premier tourist traps in North America are responsible for roping in unwary travellers to their part of the country. My mother in law read aloud every single billboard on the way to this timesink, gleefully. The shear amount of souvineers must be measured in tonnage. Thank goodness there was a bar across the street from this monstrosity, or i wouldn’t have enjoyed a respite from the overwhelming commerciallism of the place. That and the styrofoam ice chest in the back of the rental . . .

Which brings me to the next, next stop in our little tour. You’ll have to search the website for pix of our travels through the Badlands of South Dakota, but i promise it’ll be worth it. After a fun-filled ride from the furthest outpost of a Chinese souvineer beach-head, we found ourselves in one of the premier cities for celebrating American manufactoring prowess, the Harley-Davidson motorcycle. Sturgis is renowned for it’s gathering of people every year to pay tribute and revel in the two wheeled sub-culture of motorcycles.

Sturgis, S.D.

Sturgis, S.D.

i didn’t spend alot of time in Sturgis, and i can’t say i got a feel for Bike Week, but i was glad to stop here nonetheless. By my own admission, and the fact that we were a week early for the rally, i wanted to press on to the town of Deadwood.

Deadwood, S.D.

Deadwood, S.D.

A town nestled in the Black Hills, a place where Wild Bill met his untimely demise. i thoroughly enjoyed my brief stay in Deadwood, and who wouldn’t? It has gambling, and drinking, and spectacular views. i’m gonna go out on a limb here, and recommend that if you have limited time to spend in South Dakota, devote a day and a night to this town. You will not be disappointed.

Posted in Cities and Vacations.

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