"What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies."
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
South Dakota to Wyoming: June 27 and 28
Pierre, SD, Pronounced, “peer” as the locals would call it turned out to be quite a cute town. The Lewis and Clark trail runs through the town and its biggest claim to fame is that it’s the capital of the state! Rock on Pierre! After driving around for a while from the central time zone to the Mountain Time zone a few times we finally found the farm island recreation area campsites. Once Shel and I registered and set of the site we looked at each other, reading the others mind said BEER and went on a quest to fine some before everything closed. Success! Not only did me manage to get some brew, in the West they sell Bud Light 16 oz. cans in packs of 8! Score! We returned thirsty little travelers, combating the mosquito’s with bug spray, our Off! Candle and our iron fists we planned out our next day of traveling. The conversation turned from our trip to several other colorful topics like boyfriends, relationships, cozy’s (You know those insulation sleeves shaped like a beer bottle) and headlamps! Don’t ask, ok. We woke up condensed, more commonly known as covered in condensation, and got ready to leave Pierre, SD and head to the Badlands. Looking at our campsite I thought to myself I’ve never seen campsites like these, the grass was perfectly manicured and it was beautiful, although the bathrooms were disgusting ultimately resulting in another day of Michele and I not taking a shower. Days without bathing: 2. With the time saved from not showering we were on the road by 7:45 am central time, shortly there after we crossed the Missouri river into the Mountain Time zone gaining another hour of playtime.
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