Monday, June 30, 2014

From Bighorn Sheep, to the Bighorn Mountains

Friday June 28th to Monday, June 30th, 2014 -   Days 29 to 31

Today's destination is Lazy R Campground in Ranchester, Wyoming. We will stay a couple of nights in order to see a lesser-known, yet magnificent, Bighorn National Forest.  It is located in North central Wyoming, and is considered the sister range to the Rocky Mountains.  Of course, we just had to check it out.

The Lazy R Campground was very small, appearing to be in someone's backyard with a feel of a motel parking lot. It offered 50 amp electrical service, sewer, water and cable.  Now that we are "experienced" RV'ers, we found it quite adequate.  The only major problem was the CONSTANT train traffic, resulting in very loud and very long train whistles that blew all night long.  These trains we assume are all coal cars servicing the mines we passed just up the highway. Why do they wait until night?

The weather in the mountains is so very strange.  One minute beautiful, then the skies will darken.  Three minutes later, the wind blows 40MPH and the rain falls in torrents!  Then the sun quickly returns. This sometimes is repeated several times during, at least for us, in the evening.  Crazy!

People had to take advantage of
these pull-offs!  You could smell
the burning breaks.  
The next morning, which was Sunday, we packed lunches, got in the car and headed out to Route 14 A, for another long day of what we heard was a really beautiful, twisting, steep and winding road, over the top and through the Bighorn Mountains.

 The weather was sunny, mild, and not very windy for once! Which is great for sightseeing - I hate the wind catching the door, yanking you out, and nearly throwing you off a mountain.

This is one of big signs stating if you were in a truck you MUST pull over and
carefully read this sign!  We could not believe the folks that still took this road.
Not us! We knew enough to take the car, and that was hard enough!

Each area we travel on this trip is more beautiful than the last.  I never thought that possible.  We have, over the past week, traveled through miles upon miles of farms or prairies, with distant mountains visible through the constant haze. As the mountains appear, and we drive roads you would never think possible to construct, wind through them treating us to unimaginable vistas. What a country we live in!

We were so fortunate to be here when the wildflowers are in bloom!


It's been a long time since we have seen snow!
Come on, Norm, toughen up!
As we drove along, taking pictures every couple of miles ( unfortunately the photographic results just don't do the view justice ) we continued to climb and climb. Each time we got out the car the air was cooler.  Vegetation changed. Snow, which was off in a distance, was now under our feet beside the road.

We decided to be adventuresome and take this little dirt side road, not knowing where it would lead other than " up".  At 10,000 feet above sea level, we felt as if we were on top of the world.
Up on The Bighorn Mountain about 9200 feet above sea level.

When we reached the top, and the road ended, we found a ranger station maned by two female interns bundled up for winter.  It certainly felt that way to us, being from Florida and all.  The wind was ferocious, and the air cold, resulting in wind chills probably in the 30's. The Rangers told us the day before they had hail the size of golf balls, and snow!  There was a 3 mile hike further up the mountain to a Tribal Sacred area called "Medicine Wheel", but we just weren't dressed appropriately, and would not get back to the RV by dark should we take the time to see what could have been very interesting.

                                 Below is a little film clip of the area. Just to give you a "taste". 



We had our lunch and headed back down the mountain eventually to Lovell, Wyoming.  We stopped at the Visitor's Center, and was told to take the time, no matter what,( this would take a couple of hours, so this was no little side trip )  to go see the "Grand Canyon" of the area.  If we were luckily, we might see the herd of wild Mustangs!  Another chance! It would be so
wonderful to see wild horses!

Since we only had to back-track a couple of miles
we decided to go for it.







Wow! This is a huge Canyon! Right in the middle of a Prairie! Who would have guessed?
 With binoculars, we could see what must be 4-5 foot fish!
We think sturgeon which is in the area.

We are so happy we took her advice, although disappointed we didn't see any horses.

So far on this trip, we have been fortunate to have been traveling where few others go.We love the solitude, and the quiet so we may listen to the birds singing. 
As we now approach the popular National Parks,  I think it is soon about to change........

Trying to get that wonderful shot!  I need to take some photography
classes when I get back to The Villages, and join the club. 
This little guy, which is so common in Florida, must
be here on vacation, too!

The drive took us about 10 hours, but it was beautiful and well worth it. This was by far the longest I have ever been driving, but with the continuous stops I found it quite enjoyable. I would never want to make it a habit, however!

Monday, June 30, 2014- Day 31

Today I managed to get my hair done, and I am thrilled with the way it came out!  It's scary to just walk in somewhere.  Often the only person that doesn't have any business is because they are terrible and lost it all.  Norm suggested that perhaps when a town has only a few hundred woman, that it may be only that there are not enough "heads" to fill her day.  He must be right - she was quite good.

 Norm relaxed and read. We both had a nice day.

Friday, June 27, 2014

A Close Encounter with the Devil's Tower

June 27th, 2014 -  Day 28
Devils Tower National Monument - a key setting for the movie Close Encounter of the Third Kind
1977 Science fiction thriller by Steven Spielberg.
In 2007, it was deem " culturally, historically or aesthetically significant" by the Library of Congress,
and selected for presentation in the United States Library of Congress.  I can't figure out why. 

 Next stop, Devil’s Tower National Monument.  Norm once again chose a great campground, Devil’s Tower KOA residing right as the base of the monument!  Wow!  On the drive there, we went a little out of our way to Belle Fourche, Wyoming to stand at the spot determined to be exactly in the middle of the United States of America!  The website directions were extremely poor, and we had to turn around in some farmer’s drive. 
Unfortunately, the center of this great nation is not here, but 20 miles away.
We need to start reading the fine print.

We we arrived where all the “hoopla” was….. we learned the actual, honest to goodness “spot” was 20 miles out, on a gravel road, which was all mud from the storm the night before!  UGH!
We didn't come to see a “pretenda spot!”  We took some pictures anyway, and continued on.

There are two geological features that loom up out of the prairie that are considered sacred places to the Lakota and other tribal Indians.  
Looks like a bears been scratching this to me....

One is the Devils Tower in Wyoming, and the other which we did not see, is Bear Butte in South Dakota. 

The Lakota legend tells of two Sioux boys who wandered far from their village. Mato the bear, a huge creature with gigantic claws wanted to eat them for breakfast.  The boys prayed to their creator to help them.  The legend goes on to say they rose up on a great rock.  The bear tried to get up from every side, clawing at the rock leaving huge scratch marks as he did.  He became discouraged and came to rest northeast of the Black Hills to what is now called Bear Butte.  

As we arrived at the campground, we saw very dark skies, and thunder in the distance.  We flew around setting up, then raced up the hill to the National Park ( just across the street ) to try to do the short 1 mile hike around the base before the storm.
An incredible campsite view at KOA Devils Tower

I was a little worried about the skies, and didn't want to be caught in a thunderstorm on the mountain top, so I asked what appeared to be a child ( anyone under 30 seems like a child now ) if they could check the weather radar to see where the storm is, and determine the danger.

She looked and replied, “ Oh, yeah, there definitely is thunderstorms all around, but it doesn't look like hail, so you will be fine.  I would go”, she said.  Well, hey, she’s a kid.  Do I trust her?

Well, Norm is a guy, which is only one step smarter than a “kid” and he wanted to go.  So we went. 

The Devil’s Tower up close and personal is, for the lack of a better word, “awesome”.
It just looms up out of nowhere.  We took a million pictures, ignoring the rumbling that was, if we listened, getting closer.

While we were dallying at the ½ mile point, it REALLY got dark.  Everyone was saying what a horrible storm is coming.  We hustled, jogged, huffed and puffed our way back to the car before the rain began.

As soon as we got to the car, the sky’s opened up, and incredible winds kicked in!  When we got back to the motorhome we pulled in the slides, and unplugged the electric as the earth shook!
An hour later, the sun came out.  Strange weather in these hills!

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Most folks over 50 remember the movie “ Close Encounters of the Third Kind “ that was filmed here at Devil’s Tower.  The campground plays the movie every night for it’s visitors, which is pretty cool.  Unfortunately the speakers broke last week, and we could not hear a thing.  I sat in a wet chair and got my undies soaked,( which is really high on my "hate" list ) so left after about 45 minutes.  Norm stayed until the sky opened up again, about 15 minutes later.



Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Old Bones, Presidents and an Indian Chief!


The Black Hills, South Dakota

 First, let me try to explain the Great Plains.... undulating hills, vast green fields ( many used for hay ) and hundreds of acres of seemingly unproductive land that is a mixture of dead grass or dirt, dotted with big tufts of weeds. Now imagine that, as far as the eye can see.

 The Black Hills, in contrast, is a small, isolated mountain range that dramatically rises right up from the Plains here in western South Dakota, and extends into Wyoming. The Black Hills got their name from the dark appearance the trees give them from a distance.


Devastation from the Mountain Pine Beetle
Unfortunately, there is an ongoing, historically unprecedented epidemic of the Mountain Pine Beetle. This hungry, rice-kernel sized insect is wiping out Ponderosa and other pines throughout the west and in both the Black Hills of South Dakota and Wyoming. This little guy ( notice I use the male gender ) threatens public safety ( we couldn't hike one area because of the danger of falling trees if the wind should kick up ) watersheds, animal and bird habitats, and the increased risk of intense wildfires.  Not to mention the swaths of dead trees really made those areas unattractive. Brown, not black.





Sunday, June 22nd and Monday, June 23rd 2014 - 
Days 23 &24

Today we are driving just a couple of hours to get from the Badlands to the Black Hills.  We stopped on the way at Walmart to stock up on some supplies, then headed toward the campground.

 When we approached what we thought must be an RV dealership literally right beside the main highway, we were horrified to find that it actually was Heartland RV Park and Campground. The staff was incredibly rude and did not want to answer any questions about the area sights, or even the weather! We were really concerned about the traffic noise, but they assured us that it was quiet at night.  We drove about 15 miles to get some info on the area, and luckily the Visitor Center personnel were wonderfully helpful and enthusiastic. There is so very much to see and do in this area, we decided to do it in "chunks".

We decided to go to Mount Rushmore National Memorial that evening and take advantage of the Lighting Ceremony that all the guides refer to it as a "must see" destination

Carved into the Black Hills of South Dakota are the iconic faces of four former presidents of the United States.  George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Theodore Roosevelt, and Abraham Lincoln.  These men were chosen to represent the first 150 years of the American history and America’s cultural heritage, each chosen for what they most stood for.
Avenue of the flags
Mt. Rushmore from afar...

PBS states:
"The story of Mount Rushmore's creation is as bizarre and wonderful as the monument itself.  It is the tale of a hyperactive, temperamental artist whose talent and determination propelled the project, even as his ego and obsession threatened to tear it apart.  It is the story of hucksterism and hyperbole, of a massive public project in the midst of an economic depression.  And it is the story of dozens of ordinary Americans who suddenly found themselves suspended high on a cliff face with drills and hammers as a Danish sculptor they considered insane directed them in a creation what some would call a monstrosity, and others a masterpiece. " Click this link if you want to watch this piece from PBS.


What is interesting is that in my research for this blog, in the many articles I read about the history of this monument, I found quite a few variations.

Wow, how did I manage to get this shot at precisely the right angle?  Weird!

As we approached Mt Rushmore, we stopped many times to take photos of this magnificent carving! Instead of auto bumper stickers that say " I brake for yard sales",  we need one that states " I brake for views "!   

  The eyes are unbelievable! How do they do that? Amazing!
We had read in many places that the evening lighting ceremony is a wonder to behold.  We found it “okay”.  The film they showed on the history of the sculpture and its presidents was very interesting, but the rest of the program was very long and rather boring. It was perhaps the monotone that the speaker used that made it less than fascinating.

 We both were expecting some great “show” of lights, but in actuality, it was a mere lighting up of the faces. We were tired, and a long, winding drive back in the dark, so left a little early to beat the traffic out of there.

At the campground, the traffic roared behind us all night long not allowing much sleep.  Norm found out the next day that this road, in fact, was the main road for truckers to get to Kansas! Time to move!

We were lucky to find  The Hart Ranch, an ownership RV resort, about 10 miles north in Rapid City.  Wow!  I have never experienced such wonderful staff!  They made you feel like you were their most important guests.  They even were able to mail some packages I had to send out, and accept a delivery, which saved me trying to find a post office somewhere downtown. Oh how great was that!

Because Norm had little sleep, and we had to wait to get our site, we decided to use this day to get things done "around the house".  I was going through fresh veggie withdrawal, so headed out to a grocery store that had organic foods, and Norm fixed a few minor things that needed attention.  One of which was to wash the RV.  Not a small task.

Tuesday June 24th, 2014 - Day 25


I think this guy gets the right-of-way, don't you?
Custer State Park, Wildlife Loop Road

We got up early ( well, early for our personal RV-way of life where total black-out curtains seem to make us continuously sleep between 7:30 and 8:00AM ) and got out the door to get a jump on a lot of driving and sight-seeing.  Today's destination?  Custer State Park.  What interested us most was the Needles Highway and the Wildlife Loop Road that is within the park.  There is also a herd of 1500 Bison, Elk, Pronghorn, Donkeys and other large animals roaming freely that we wanted to see.
No, this was not us!  We had sense enough to take the car
due to many of these tunnels along with switchbacks at about 270 degrees!
A short hike just off the Needles Highway, named after the needle-like granite
protruding from the cliffs.

Internet photo of the Needles Hwy. Check out the curves!

It was a long day but when we arrived back at camp I was so happy that beef stew was already to eat. God Bless crock-pots!

Wednesday, June 25th, 2014 - Day 26


Beautiful lake in Custer State Park

Well, there was still a lot to see here, and it seemed everything was at least an hour or more away.  We did, however, plan our day wisely. Checked the weather ( severe thunderstorms predicted for the afternoon ) packed our lunches, loaded the car once again with all the other crap I take with us everyday.
Pronghorn seen at Custer State Park

Wind Cave National Park was the first stop.  Norm had wanted to sign up for the most aggressive, action-packed tour of the cave a month ago, but due to some knee issues, wisely decided to wait and see how it felt.  Now, of course, it was full. No surprise.  Since we were about to take a hike, and the day would be really long, we decided to take the "natural entrance tour" ( a moderately aggressive tour with 300 stairs - mostly down. ) It fills on a first come basis, so we arrived shortly after opening to sign up for the mid-afternoon tour. ( The storms will not affect us because it is completely underground ).With that done, we took a 1 mile, very steep hike to a fabulous overlook.  My, the day was glorious!

These Mustangs were behind a barbed wire fence, so I don't know
how " wild " these are.  They are so beautiful I just had to add them here!


We then headed south to see the wild mustang reservation I had read about.



We drove past miles of rugged prairies.  Looked like a great place to see wild horses! Or make a movie!
I loved the Movie Hidalgo!
A 2004 film based on the American long distance rider Frank Hopkins and
his mustang Hidalgo. I will have to watch it again when I get back home.

What I had not read, was that the only way to see these horses in their natural habitat was to take a tour for $150.00 each, and it would take several hours.  We were on a schedule today.  Norm is not that into horses, and frankly, I am too cheap.  Now to do that at sunset would be another story........  We shared a bison hot dog, and headed to the great Mammoth Fossil Site.



Now what in the world would make us go to yet another fossil site?

 This one is an actual, honest to goodness active dig, with the actual bones, not  replicas.

A beautiful environmentally controlled building was built around it.  ( again, good for us if the rains came early ).  Here, at this site in Hot Springs, South Dakota they have discovered 58 North American Colombian Mammoths, from the east, and evidence of 3 Woolly Mammoths, from the west.  This was the first time these two creatures were ever found together.  A significant discovery to paleontologists, we were told.




Remember reading about large sink holes and the damage they can cause?  Well, 26,000 years ago, during the age where these huge herbivores ( plant eating mammals ) roamed, a huge sinkhole ( 65 feet deep and 120 x 150 feet wide ) appeared and filled with water.

These discovered Mammoths were, interestingly enough, all male teenagers. It is guessed ( or shall I call it in scientific terms, "Hypothesised " ? ) that these risk-taking teenagers might have wanted to take a swim in the water that had collected in the sinkhole.  Due to the sheer sides of the hole, they could not get out.  They drowned, and silt and sediment covered them.  Over the years, others came to play, and the same thing happened to them. The result was the discovery of 60 mammoths in this one site, stacked, intact, and perfectly preserved!


Most fossils are not intact due to their being swept away by rivers, or torn apart and dragged off by their predators.
A perfect, complete skeleton of a Mammoth!







These folks had the right idea!


It was now about 2:20PM, so it was time to switch from fossils to caves.  Wind Cave National Park, to be exact.  This cave is the first to be designated as a National Park in 1903. It is the 6th longest in the world with currently 140 miles explored.








The Ranger/Tour guide demonstrating the force of the
wind at the mouth of the cave.  It will either blow out, or
suck in, depending on the barometric pressure.  Fascinating!  This is the only natural entrance to the cave.

It received it's name because of the "breathing" of the cave due to changes in atmospheric pressure ( which I learned, all caves do, but since this is a very large cave, having only a couple of very small openings, making the "wind" of the cave much more significant).

95 % of the world's  "Boxwork" is found on the ceilings here at Wind Cave.
The guide carefully explained how they were formed.
Alison inside cave




















Thursday, June 25th,2014 Day

One last day, and we still have a bit of this
fabulous road the Civilian Conservation Corp finished in 1922 to see, plus the statue of Crazy Horse.  We had been planning all week to see Crazy Horse on Thursday night when they were holding a bi-annual pyrotechnic "blast", along with their nightly laser show.  However the forecast was bad.  Really bad. Thunderstorms and hail, flash flood warnings.  We decided we had better see it by early afternoon, or perhaps not see it at all, so we packed our lunches once again, and headed out.

The Crazy Horse Memorial  is a currently under construction  mountain carving of Crazy Horse, an Oglala Lakota warrior riding a horse pointing into the distance .  It consists of the Indian Museum of North America, and the Native American Cultural Center.  When done, it will be the largest sculpture in the world,with final dimensions to be 641 feet wide and 563 feet high.  The head of Crazy Horse will be 87 feet high.  By comparison, the heads of the four US Presidents at Mount Rushmore are each 60 feet high.
Model of the planned statue of Crazy Horse
They have a long way to go.  Will probably take 3 lifetimes.

I can't believe the detail!  The lips!


It was started in 1948 by the sculptor Koczak Ziolkowski  and since his passing his family has taken over the dream.

This is another case where listening to lectures and reading a lot of information, the conflicts are almost amusing.  One example is that here at the memorial we learned that there was never an actual picture ever taken of Crazy Horse, yet when we travel around the area, posters of him are proudly displayed everywhere.



This fellow is part of the Lakota Tribe.  He spoke of
his Native American Heritage and Customs as
well as demonstrated a traditional "grass dance".
The recounting of Custer’s last stand is another story that varies depending on who’s telling the story.

The Lakota Indians speak of the 13 teenage warrior boys who were tending to their horses; they heard Custer’s army coming, and not wanting to disturb their families and elders, attacked and killed Custer and his men.   Or is it the other way around?


This was a lovely day.  We saw a lot of animals, trees,
a winding drive through narrow rock tunnels, and took in Crazy Horse.

Thank goodness for the tow car - we have driven hundreds of miles in the past few days.

We arrived back just in time to beat the horrendous storm.
Newscasters said at Crazy Horse area there was a danger
of floods, and they were experiencing hail!  We made the
right choice in going this afternoon!

The only regret about things left undone here was not hiking, and not riding our bicycles on the 109 mile ( only a portion of it ) abandoned railroad bed that is charming with trussel bridges and railroad tunnels.
Alison, will you get down from there?  What are you doing?

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Conquering the Badlands, South Dakota

The Badlands region, although paved with smooth roads are quite inhospitable. It is a swath of semi-arid land bisected by a 60 mile rock wall, but few places more beautiful.

We talked a long time with the couple who took this picture.
They will definitely be coming to The Villages and will hopefully look us up!

The Badlands National Park consists of 244,000 acres made of sharply eroded buttes, pinnacles, and spires blended with the largest undisturbed mixed grass prairie in the United States.


This park annually hosts more than a million visitors, most of whom enjoy the scenic loop around the park checking out many of the 11 overlooks.  For us, it is not enough.  We want to get inside – see it up close. Get on top of those beckoning spires.
Found this Bighorn Sheep roaming around... 


For more than 150 years, the Badlands have been treasured by archaeologists  and paleontologists.  Buried in layers of shale,  sandstone,  volcanic ash,  and silt-stone are millions of years of history. Ancient fossils, some 35 million years old, retell the story of a shallow sea that once covered the region.  Geologic  forces caused the sea to recede.  Subtropical forests grew, and rivers and streams  deposited debris along with volcanic ash.  Today, the White River area is considered one of the richest  mammal fossil beds in the world! 


Well, Hello!  He popped his head
around a boulder 10 feet from me!



Here in Badlands National Park, they actually encourage visitors to look for fossils.  If found, visitors are asked to mark the GPS coordinates ( if you have a camera or phone with that capability ) and fill out a form at the visitor center.  If it truly is a fossil, your picture will be posted among the other discoverers!  Due to the recent heavy rains, there were dozens found just this month alone.  Neither Norm nor myself had the patience to look very carefully.




Wed. June 18th- Sun. June 22nd, 2014 - Days 19 to 22


"Deluxe" site at the KOA Badlands/White River Campground
Big, Spacious, even had a sitting area with an umbrella!
Our stop for the next 5 days is the KOA Badlands/White River…. . Norm had reserved the “deluxe” site months ago, and it was fabulous.  Big, spacious, even a sitting area with our own umbrella! 
Norm and I hiked to the top of the highest spire in this photo!
We were the only people over 30 that we saw attempt that!
Hey, 60 is the new 30, right?  My mom and dad would say we
STILL have no common sense!  
Yes, we have our snake-bite kit!
Need to go on YouTube to learn how
to use it, eh?
The next few days we explored.  The first day we took a fabulous hike, each carrying backpacks with several quarts of water, binoculars, camera’s, snake-bit kit, first-aid kits, etc. I was surprised I was able to carry mine, it weighed so much. ( probably 15-20 lbs ).

We started out scrambling to dizzying heights then walking across the prairies ( watching for rattlesnakes ) only meeting a couple of people that far off the beaten path.  We enjoyed clear blue skies, temperatures in the 70’s during our 5.5 mile hike.  My pedometer device said we did the equivalent of 57 flights of stairs!  My legs agreed!
This scene would be ejoyed by only the hikers.  It was about 3 miles into the park.

76,000 sq foot retail "city".  There are billboards all
over the world stating " ??? far to Wall Drug".

The next day we rested our bodies with the mandatory visit to Wall Drug, in Wall, South Dakota.

Wall Drug is the principal industry in the town of Wall.  It is a 76,000 sq foot sprawling tourist mall ( trap ) that occupies most of "downtown" and employs nearly a third of its population.  Wall Drug boasts about its free ice water and 5 cent coffee on the hundreds of billboards that line I-90.  There is even a 50 ton, 80 foot long T-rex beckoning those on the highway.

A HUGE collection of quality western footwear! Most had
incredible detail, and priced in the hundreds.
Luckily for Norm, I am not a woman with a shoe fetish!
As Norm and I walked in, I was delighted in the quality of the western-wear store, thinking this place was going to be great!  Well, as we walked in and out of the different “stores” under this one roof, we quickly were reminded of the Dollar Store.  We managed to see it all, have an over-priced lunch of bison burgers, washed the car and headed back.

                                          Here is a little 35 second video looking out
                                               the RV window at the rugged terrain.

For our final day in Badlands National Park we donned our hiking boots and headed out about 7:30-8:00AM in order to beat the crowds.  We found a “strenuous” trail  that promised great views. Since it was described as inappropriate for those with a fear of heights, it was perfect!   As the morning progressed, the crowds became huge, so we                                                                            explored roads off the beaten path.

We slowed to marvel at what we thought were huge
ant hills, and POP! out came a Prairie Dog!  There were
huge cities of these adorable little creatures.  Norm was patient
while I took about 30 minutes waiting for this cute little guy to stand up and pose.
PLAGUE????
They didn't mention this in the Visitors Center!!
We went so far off the beaten path, we encountered this sign when we wanted
to stop for lunch.  Needless to say we didn't get out of the car and kept on driving.....
Our first Buffalo herd. Must be lunch time...

This is steeper than it looks.  The sign says not for those with a fear of heights.
Coming down, however, was much more difficult

" Yellow Mounds"

Bad knees?  Who has bad knees?


A group of Proghorn made its way down the path.