Neither of us have ever seen anything like the Badlands National Park in person. The name makes perfect sense. I think about those first travelers happily crossing South Dakota. Everything is cool as they head west across green, fertile grassland. Then WHAM! they run into some of the most unforgiving, inhospitable landscape any human has seen. It would have been an understatement to say; “These are bad lands.” The area could have just as easily been called; “Turn Around National Park.” or “This-is-Nuts National Park.”
As we were leaving the National Park, Finn heard something strange originating with a tire. He thought there was a rock in a tire and pulled over to investigate. That’s when he discovered the screw implanted in our front tire and the slow air leak. (Argh!) So, after Finn pumped enough air in the tire to travel, we found a service center and got our tire fixed. The whole ordeal cut a hole in our day, but we are now all fixed and back in action.
Last night we stayed in the Black Hills National Forest. We couldn’t believe the twists and hairpin turns we took to get deep into the forest. Once we made it to our campground we were so relieved we just ate some hotdogs and relaxed.