Day 3: The drive from Missoula to Hardin was long (390 miles), but beautiful. Montana is really a lovely state. Tsuki ususally she sits in the passenger seat, but Lori has usurped that position, so she has claimed a new spot during the drive.
We drove for hours across the Crow and Cheyenne Nations passing by the Little Bighorn National Monument. We were struck by how the land had been preserved. We saw pronghorn and prairie dogs amongst the hundreds of cattle that dot the land around here.
We nicked the NE corner of Wyoming before entering South Dakota. But, we made a rule to only put the state stickers on if we saw a "Entering State" sign. We saw one, so we have placed both Wyoming and South Dakota stickers on our Land Yacht.
Deadwood, SD lived up to its reputation. The town is full of faux gold rush architecture almost indistinguishable from the originals. Nearly all of the tourists had white hair. Including 100% of the Harley-Davidson riders. We were looking for Rocky Raccoon. We could find no sign he had ever been there, not even Nancy. However, Wild Bill Hickock's ghost was in evidence. We're pretty sure we saw him at the barbershop getting a haircut.
The steep windy drive through the Black Hills was spectacularly beautiful and worth the detour.
We stayed at the Hart Ranch Resort. Lori's cousin Jane is a member and got us a nice spot to park the RV for the night with all the hookups and amenities. Lori cooked supper (that's what they call dinner in this part of our country), and had a nice visit. We don't get to see each other often, so we got to trade stories of doing biology field research work.
We're off to the famous Wall Drug Store, the Badlands National Park and visiting with Aunts and Uncles in Winner and Reliance tonight.
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