It’s been a few days since I’ve had a chance to write and share my journey with you. Many miles have been traversed over the past few days, many smiles, many stories, and many fabulous sights our country has to offer.
From Cleveland, we had a long two days of driving to reach our next destination. Between rain storms, road work and heavy traffic, it was no cakewalk, but we made it safely, if a little worn and tired. You see, my lovely ginger tabby, Romeo, is accompanying us on this journey. He’s been a real trooper, but has taken to sleeping in his crate for most of the days we are on the road. As a result, by the time we drop into bed exhausted, he’s refreshed and ready to go. This usually involves him vocalizing through much of the night, going from one of our beds to the other, trying to coax one of us to play. Needless to say, our nights have been less than restful. But he’s doing such a great job and we both love him so. Today, we made every effort to keep him awake during the day in the hopes he’d sleep through the night. I guess this is what parents do with babies.
We’ve been busy these last two days visiting some of our country’s most amazing sights. Yesterday, we drove through the Badlands and were quite simply left breathless at the beauty. We were fortunate to have great weather, but a storm looming off to the West, providing some amazing lighting. We both went crazy taking picture after picture. It was a treat to the eyes at every turn, complete with Bison, Pronghorn, Bunnies, and one lonely Coyote. Such a time!
After the Badlands, we drove to Wounded Knee where we had a very emotional visit with some Lakota Indians who shared the story with us. I could quite literally feel the sadness on that hallowed ground. It was heart-wrenching. A very special moment in our trip.
Today was an entirely different day. We headed West again, with a final destination of Gillette, Wyoming. We stopped at Mt Rushmore first. What a sight to see that well known monument up close and personal. Next, we went to the in progress Crazy Horse monument before heading up to Deadwood. Deadwood was a notorious western town during the gold rush days and great effort has been made to retain its character – and successfully so. We had a fun visit and I completely enjoyed myself. Our last stop for the day was Devils Tower, sight of Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Quite the site, yet again. We finally arrived at our hotel for a quiet evening of rest. Time to catch up with emails, blogs, and upload pictures from the last few days.
Next up is Jackson, Wyoming where I’ll get to visit with my brothers and see Yellowstone again!