Sunday afternoon walk in the park – Custer State Park that is. Sylvan Lake is called the “crown jewel” of Custer State Park. The lake is at the base of Harney Peak and is surrounded by rock formations and ponderosa pine trees. Continue reading
As we rounded the curve on US Highway 16 outside of Custer, SD, there was Crazy Horse. His face looking out over the Black Hills, “My lands are where my dead lie buried.” As the monument progresses, eventually he will point to the black hills as well. Continuing through the entrance to the park and down the Avenue of the Chiefs, and closer to Crazy Horse, the enormity of the monument became apparent. Continue reading
The enormous majestic animals lumbered through the field, across the road and into another field. They had a grace unto themselves. Their big eyes seemed to look right through us like they knew what we were thinking. They were beautiful with their massive fur, staring eyes and grunting as they made their way to an unknown destination. Continue reading
The morning dawned cool; perfect for a farmers market in South Dakota. As most of you realize, we are addicted to farmers markets. If we are in an area with a farmers market we will be there when the market opens. So off to downtown Custer we went to shop the Custer Farmers Market.
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The train pulls out of the station at 10 mph, chugging and puffing into the Black Hills of South Dakota. The steam locomotive of the 1880 Train not only moves you forward, it transports you back over 100 years to a time of gold mines, Wild West personalities and virgin wildernesses. Continue reading
Proud to be an American!
Mount Rushmore
It’s smaller than we envisioned but no less impressive! Yesterday we had a chance to visit one of our nation’s most visible and memorable landmarks, Mount Rushmore. Crazy Horse, from the road (we have not visited the site yet) looks massive so we expected the same of Rushmore — not so. Yet the feelings of pride in the USA were undoubtedly there at such a massive artistic accomplishment.
