I drove on I-90 west until Sioux Falls, South Dakota. I have an app on my phone calls 'AllStays' which I use to find campgrounds. It has served me well in the past, so I found a city park in Armour, South Dakota, about 30 miles south of I-90, which allows free camping, with electric hookups and showers! So off I went.
It was a lovely park, with kids playground, a very large lake, bird feeders, walking paths and very few people. I was the only one camping there. It felt very safe. During the night there was a great lightening show, with thunder. The sky is so big there, that even though I think the storm was not close, the entire sky was lit up.
Sunrise the next morning was beautiful, and I hit the road early again.
I decided to stay off I-90, so headed west on Hwy 18, which crosses South Dakota and crosses through the Rosebud Indian Reservation. Way back in the early 1970's, when I was attending Portland State University, Leonard Peltier came and spoke about AIM and what was happening on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation. I remember it had a big impact on me, so traveling through this area was important thing to me.
I took a side trip into Nebraska, because I was so close, to get a Geocache. Those of you who know, statistics are a big thing in the geocaching world, and I didn't have cache from Nebraska, thus the side trip. I came back into South Dakota at the town of Pine Ridge. Just east and a bit north is a memorial to the Wounded Knee Massacre. I wanted to visit this site, so off I went. There is a large sign describing what happened at that site, and at the top of the hill is a graveyard. It was quite moving.
From there I headed north, into the Black Hills area. I tried to get into a park campsite, but the entire area was overrun with people and the campground had sign that said the only way to find out if there were vacancies was to visit Rec.Gov (not my favorite website) and I had no phone reception, so decided to get out of there. I headed west on Hwy 16 and found a lovely little Forest Service Campground on the Shoshone National Forest. I settled in for the night.
This pulled in, not too long after me. Waddles big sister, a T@B trailer.
That night there was a TREMENDOUS storm. The thunder was so strong it made the ground tremble, the wind was so strong I thought it was going to rip the windows and hatch cover off Waddles and it poured rain for a long time. I battened down Waddles hatch and we shook our way thought the storm unscathed. I felt pretty sorry for the campers in tents, and anyone who left anything outside! Got up early and hit the road again.Pretty soon I could see MOUNTAINS!!! I had been missing them a great deal.
I got back on I-90 in Wyoming and continued until just past Sheridan, where I turned off onto Hwy 14 heading for Cody. I don't remember ever traveling on this road before and it was SPECTACULAR. It climbs and winds and has amazing views of amazing geologic formations.
Yup Waddles and I climbed to over 9000'!
From Cody I headed north and on to Hwy 296 which connects with the Beartooth Hwy. That night I found another little Forest Service Campground, unfortunately called 'Dead Indian Campground". It was on a little creek. There were some mosquitoes, but it wasn't too bad.
I know you can't tell, but that is a lovely male Western Tanager up in that tree.
Didn't see any bears.
I will post the rest of the trip in another post, so this doesn't get too long! Stay tuned for more amazing scenery.