Badlands

Sorry for the delay- the Internet is hard to find in towns with a population of less than 80... For the past few days we have been cruising the flats of south Dakota, from one beautiful barren field to another. We have been told over and over to watch out for the Indians, but it turns out people are just racist. We wound up riding through two reservations and everyone was quite interested in our trip. The only negative side to these reservations is that drinking and driving is perfectly legal, probably along with murder too. So, as long as we were off the roads by nightfall, these places we no harm. Yesterday, we rode 130 miles and only passed through three towns.




We made it to south Dakota on, uh, Monday?



Beautiful nothingness




We crossed the missouri river and the river hills



Drinking beer at the local watering hole in the middle of nowhere



Yellow roses, says Sam



Purdy




We rode into the badlands with 70,000 hells angels wannabes



Up the hill to the park




Rock monster




Sunny moon




Sam doesn't like to climb big things




Sporting sam's cure for nose cancer, even if it makes us look awesome




Sam, chatting it up with the locals. Always making new friends.

Tomorrow is our one month anniversary, so Jim is taking us to see mount rushmore. Time to clean Sam, adios!

Location:Cleveland St,Rapid City,United States