The Wild West

Where in the world is mini me? The Wild West - It's just like stepping into Fargo TV episode (well almost).

Flying to South Dakota from Florida is a long journey, 5 hours to Denver and then another 1 hour to Rapid City We are in the Wild West! Towns are small and informal.

Oddly for this time of year (early June) we are experiencing a heat wave, but will have pea-sized hail and snow before the end of our visit.

We had a marvelous two weeks with many fun experiences, but my 1,100 plus photos would bore you all and take a week to write about - so here's some highlights for those that asked.

Our first day out was to The Badlands (first picture above) - sights on way. Prairie dogs and buffalo , sheep with Minuteman silos on the way back to our hotel in Rapid City. The Badlands were formed from erosion from the Black Hills - which we visited the next day with a drive through Spearfish Canyon (beautiful) and a visit to the town of Lead in a thunderstorm and downpour. There is a large gold mine now inactive in Lead. We then drove on to Deadwood complete with reenactment of a western shoot-out.

typical picture

in context

Our third day itinerary included Mt Rushmore and Crazy Horse monuments both blasted out of the granite in the Black Hills. Mt Rushore claims it was the largest stone monument built in the world in the 1930s - but they failed to mention the taller Leshan Giant Buddha in China for example. So mini me a bit confused.

Now Crazy Horse is much much larger .... and although the face is complete the remainder is still to come. Mini me ate tatanka/buffalo stew - very tasty.




Awoke one morning to find a man dusting, yes literally dusting like a piece of furniture, his car with a bright red featherduster - go figure . . .

Our next visit was to see Ice Age Woolly and Colombian Mammoth bones -26,000 years old- are amazing to see in this working paleontologist dig and the largest such site in the world.


Then we drove through Wind Cave National Park with hairpin turns (I drove so hubby could see the sites). In Custer State Park buffalo and their spring calves; they are rounded up each autumn and branded. Buffalo/bison are grazers with small mouths for such large animals and icky green tongues.

Next a trek across Wyoming, stopping overnight in Worland - a town of less than 300 where the young desk clerk told us he drives 80 miles to shop in a Walmart! The speed limit is 85 mph and the roads are closed in winter when the snow drifts too high - "Don't crowd the plow" was my favourite road sign.




At long last we arrived in Yellowstone where we stayed inside the park - there are two main attractions - BEARS and GEYSERS.

Grizzly and two 2-month old cubs
best viewed at a distance!!!

Old Faithful - blows every 90 minutes

There are many other sights . . .

Elk

homo sapiens looking for bears

including elusive moose (in trees does not make a good picture) and over-summering white pelicans that visit us in winter . .  .



. . . along with hillsides of dead pine trees killed from fire and the mountain pine beetle.


We ended our fantastic western tour in the Grand Teton National Park just south of Yellowstone.

The Jackson Hole Airport has a book exchange consisting of one bookcase housing mainly paperback novels. The first and only one I put my hand on turns out to have a quilting theme: "Goose in the Pond" by Earlene Fowler (1997). Coincidence or what??  Now back to the sewing!

Tetons disappeared in the mist!