George Mickelson Trail and Exit Strategy for So. Dakota

OK, so Murphy would not leave us alone. After waiting about 40 days total for our appointment at Dakota RV in Rapid City to get our Schwintek slide out system fixed on our bedroom slideout, we left  South Dakota unsatisfied. It seems that when we went in and made the appointment, after the service guy said he was ordering the parts needed AT THAT TIME, he failed to do so. 40 days of appointment time wasted! I held my mud and spared everyone within earshot an extensive lesson in 4-letter vocabulary and just apologized to them for wasting their time. Under my breath I was all, “You guys can kiss my big fat bicycle riding a$$!” Cue Willie Nelson… “On the Road Again”… Man oh man was I fuming…

So we had to relocate and we found space at Black Elk Resort in Hill City. It was a stroke of luck, seeing we are fast approaching the 4th of July weekend and most places are booked solid. The Black Elk Resort is a very nice albeit small RV Resort with cabins and a quaint little taproom on site for local beers/wines.

Taking advantage of a couple of days of moderate weather we tackled portions of the George Mickelson Trail. In total we rode almost 30 miles covering the section which includes the (4) railroad tunnels only labeled on maps as Tunnels A-D. These are all in the area between Hill City/Burlington Trailhead and a little past the Rochford Trailhead. It’s only about a 25 mile stretch of the entire 108 mile trail, but I’m guessing it may be the most scenic section of the trail. 

Moving day took us a little farther than we usually prefer to travel in a day and we landed in a little county park called Sioux County Conservation Board Park in Hawarden, Iowa. It was July 2, and as you can imagine, all couple three dozen RV parks we tried to find space at were jammed to capacity for the holiday. But we were pleasantly surprised with the county park. They run on first-come-first-served basis and the site we chose was concrete pad with 30/50A surrounded by well kept lawn. They have a centrally located water spigot for fresh water and a dump station next to the sites. There were restrooms with showers also next to the sites. The park is right on the Big Sioux River and there is a boat launch right there in the park. We settled in for about 3 days to get us past the holiday weekend. We took the time to take care of some chores like a Costco run into Sioux Falls (1-hour drive away from the park) and a hand washing of Rosie. We toured the Nature Center they have on site and I got to relive my younger working years when I happened upon a patch of ragweed along the park road to the boat launch. At least I assumed it was rag, no hint of being cultivated. For those of you uneducated in the ways of the 420 lifestyle, ragweed is Cannabis of the low-to-none THC variety that tends to pop up in the wild, same type of Cannabis grown in the hemp “industry”. You gotta smoke a truckload to get even a headache. Without “firing up a fatty” I could not confirm the presence or absence of THC. But it is a pretty good likelihood the patch was good ol’, run-of-the-mill ragweed, especially since it was populated by a good number of males (unwanted gender in the cannabinoid world since they contain very little THC and tend to fertilize the women and change the energy of the female plant into seed production.)

“Downtown” Hawarden contained a small area called Calliope Village we had passed on our initial arrival in town, so we ventured back to take a gander. It consists of several old-style buildings billed as “A recreation of Sioux County’s first seat of government.” I did my tourist’s duty and snapped a few pix.

So that catches us up for now. Since we got hosed by Dakota RV Repair, we had to project out to an alternative repair facility. We settled on a return (yuck) to good ol’ Red Bay, AL to give some business to some of the local boys on the Tiffin off-site worker list. We were able to get things started with some HDMI cable wiring work by “Nick” on the 26th, so will be killing time for the next 4 weeks. Tune in later to find out how we filled the time. Until next post…

The Badlands & Sylvan Lake (Custer State Park)

Our time spent idling here in the Rapid City/Black Hawk area of So. Dakota certainly can’t be described as having been boring. The weather has been extreme, to say the least. Besides the near tornado strength winds that have shown to pop up on a moment’s notice, instant clouds with brief torrential downpours (rain & hail), wild lightning and thunder, but otherwise mild temperatures, particularly as compared to those both east and west of us, seem to be the norm. That guy Murphy, all I can say to him, as they say in the South, is “Bless his heart!” Gas heater in the kitchen starts making noise? Call out Toby of Land Roamer Mobile RV Repairs! One warped plastic blower wheel replaced and “Shazam!”, no more noise. Cha’-ching. Evidently during the lightning conflagration we got hit by a bolt or two and “Voila!”, no more shore power. No problem, call out Toby of Land Roamer Mobile RV Repairs, he knows where we are, we even have him on speed dial. Blown automatic transfer switch? Piece of cake, Toby even had the same make/model on hand. A quick swap out and “Shazam!”, shore power comin’ out our ears! Cha’-ching. We were very satisfied with Toby’s service and prices and recommend him to anyone with a need, it was just unfortunate for us that he is not equipped properly to address our slide grinding issue. That is why we have been stranded here for so long, our earliest appointment we could get at Dakota RV Repair was the end of June. And the hits kept-a-rollin’. Woodrow Wilson injured his neck pretty good struggling to yank himself out of his harness. Dog non-stop high pitched yipping? Off to find a vet in the area, landing at All Creatures Veterinarian Hospital. Exam, X-rays, Doggie Radiologist consult, pain meds, anti-inflams and a round of Prednisone taper and “Shazam!”, Woody got relief. Cha’-ching. Jeanne did some research on external, plug-in surge protectors and found one (at Camping World, yuck…) that she wanted to replace our old cheapy we have used from the beginning. And Camping World did not disappoint $-wise…Cha’-ching! So, Murphy, I’ll say it again, “Bless your heart!”

One cool, overcast day we loaded Woody into the Jeep and headed back to Badlands Nat’l Park. This day fell on the 62nd anniversary of the day of my birth, which just so happens to be the magic number to make me eligible for the old folks Lifetime access pass to the Federal Parks system. Yippeeeeee! The weather was mild enough that we could take short walks around some of the trails/points of interest while leaving Woodrow to guard the Jeep (dogs not allowed off pavement). We mainly wanted to do the basic northern loop drive which, if my math doesn’t fail me, was about a 93 mile drive. There are about 13 overlooks scattered along the north arc of the loop, as well as several trails/trailheads and other points of interest. There are also plenty of sightings of Bighorn sheep, tatankas, Pronghorn, and an understated “Roberts Prairie Dog Town” that is more like the size of an entire state! I’m not even going to attempt to properly caption as many photos as possible, my pea brain just not up to the task. So I will settle for non-captioned carousel mode for photo viewing.

On a clearer but temperate day Jeanne & I geared up for the 4 mile Sunday Gulch hike around Sylvan Lake inside Custer State Park. Sylvan Lake is a very scenic lake area, I think I posted a pic or two in a previous post, but you gonna get some more now! The hike itself is rated “difficult”, I would say it was more toward the upper end of moderate, but then all ratings tend to be matters of perception. It is of gravel/dirt/rocky surface, has 775’ in elevation change, there is quite a bit of rock scrambling much of which they have hand rails for assistance, and has some awesome granite formations along the trail. You might even luck out and encounter a bit of that good ol’ poison ivy! Now, the trail itself does not have GREAT trail markings, but there are blue tags on trees now and then to remind you that you are not lost (reminds me that “all that wander are not lost”). A big plus is that the  trail is heavily trafficked. In and among the granite points & peaks you may even get a glimpse of mountain climbers practicing their craft. Wear good hiking shoes/boots and carry enough water, even those temperate days. You will be “a-huffin-and-a-puffin” at various points.

While we parked here in SD, after some deep soul searching, we made a big life decision, at least one that will affect us for the next 3 years until I become Medicare age. We had dropped Jeanne from my county retiree health plan several years ago due to the outrageous cost to keep her on. Long story short (leaving the political bashing of Nobama Care out for your sake), we ended up covering her with one of the Christian health share ministries named Altrua Healthshare out of Austin, TX. During her time with them, we had very positive experiences with claims and EXTREMELY positive experiences with her $363-ish monthly “donation”. Recently, Jeanne found another health share ministry named Christian Health Ministry (CHM), I think out of Ohio. We researched CHM and decided I would also opt out of my county retiree health care and both of us moved over to CHM. Our monthly “donation” for the both of us, basically a non-networked PPO type of plan will run around $400+/- vs. what had been about $1,000+/- previously. This most definitely has become a true “leap of faith”. 

Our stay here at Three Flags RV Resort & Camp, freeway, railroad, wind noise and all has been great. Vicky the owner goes out of her way to help when Murphy acts up and I would recommend Three Flags as a base camp for the area just based on the service provided. 9484 Three Flags Ln., Black Hawk, So. Dakota (605) 787-7898

Also, repeating myself, I would recommend Land Roamer Mobile RV Repair and Toby if you happen to be in need. (605) 209-4644

Now you done be caught up! Until next post…

Continuing With Our South Dakota Exploits

The Leonard Swanson Memorial Pathway seemed like a good break-in start for our bicycles. The bike trail starts near the Cleghorn Springs State Fish Hatchery and traverses about 9 miles (one way) through downtown Rapid City to end near the Central States Fairgrounds. The trail is concrete/paved nearly all the way, but can get confusing through all the downtown road construction that is currently underway. But hey, we managed. The best views we caught were the Canyon Lake Park and Meadowbrook Golf Club. Other than that it was mostly downtown sights with a scattering of small community parks. I think I’ll forgo posting pictures of Safeway and the local gas stations…

Jeanne located a REAL bicycle trail, a participant in the Rails To Trails system, called the George S. Mickelson Trail, and promptly set her sights on it. Our dilemma was logistics that include a K9. The trail is 108 miles long, stretching from Deadwood south to Edgemont. There are 14 trailheads scattered along the trail and the Hill City/Custer areas are about the midpoint. We generally have about a 6 hour window where we can leave Woodrow Wilson at home, but not much longer to avoid a major “clean up in aisle #5.” Now, you might be silently yelling at me, “Hey stupid, just kennel the mutt!” We learned the hard way on our visit to NYC that Woodrow Wilson is not amenable to being kenneled any more. And with Hill City being about a 40 mile drive from home, we would already lose a couple of hours in our window. So while we were contemplating the plan, we took a roadtrip over to the area of Hill City to check it out. We found several campgrounds in the area (probably already booked up for the summer, we’ll find out soon), then circled back home, still wondering how this is gonna work out. But since we “were in the neighborhood”, we returned via Road 16A (Iron Mountain Rd) so I could try to get proper photos of the Presidents as viewed through the 3 tunnels cut through the mountains (OK OK OK, hills already. As locals say, there is a reason they are called “Black Hills”.) My attempt at artsy-fartsy photography on our previous visit to the area failed miserably. This time, traffic was not outrageous, so I was able to achieve my objective. Now my only challenge is that I get the right names linked with the right tunnels in the pix.

As all of you fellow full-timers know, life on the road can create daunting tasks when you need to get chores/repairs done and we are all at the mercy of the various business’s scheduling gremlins. We who are constantly on-the-move live life with a moving target mentality regarding appointments. We have been lolly-gagging in Rapid City waiting on a repair date for my rear slide mechanism grinding issue, so we have been able to thoroughly explore the area, including just the simple things in life like all things “city-life”. It certainly helps when there are lots of sights/features/points of interest in the same area you are burning time in. One such outing took us to check out the Rushmore Mall in Rapid City. It was a Saturday close to noon. I was surprised to see the lack of shoppers there at that time. The China-virus-hysteria has been a non-issue in this here part of the world for quite some time, so I find it hard to use that as an explanation for the lackluster patronage of the city’s big mall. We stumbled onto the Trader’s Market, a strange sight to see inside a big mall. This appeared to have been one of the usual big department stores typical of most U.S. malls, but now it was a massive indoor “swap meet”, complete with a small section for selling used/classic cars.

One Sunday found us making the one-hour drive east on I-90 to the “world famous” town of Wall and the infamous “Wall Drug”. Wall Drug has morphed from its humble beginnings in 1931 as a local pharmacy in a podunk gateway town to the Badlands into a large, mostly indoor tourist-trap “mall” laid out in no particular pattern. Wall is still a podunk gateway town to the National Park, but Wall Drug on this Sunday was jam packed full of We The Tourists. We still have the Badlands on our wish-list itinerary at some point, probably after our chores are finished in Rapid City & we can relocate to the area.

Not wanting to TOTALLY exclude Woody from all the fun, we loaded him up and took him back to Canyon Lake Park in Rapid City to let him lead us on a walkabout. It was about a short 2-mile loop in and among several water features (lake, ponds, channels) chock-full of very nice sized trout. We saw herds of another type of fish, we tried to ID but have thus far failed big time. If any of you recognize them from these photos and want to share, feel free to comment to this blog post.

Well son of a gun, that gets us up-to-date on the blog, so what the heck, I might as well post it. Until next post…

Spearfish Canyon

Spearfish Canyon is a National Scenic Byway traversed by the So. Dakota road designated “Alt 14”. We loaded up Woody and headed out to sightsee a 13 mile section, basically between Spearfish and the area called Savoy. There are several trails, campgrounds, picnic areas, and points of interest along the route, we chose to travel from south to north, ending in Spearfish. 

At Savoy, before starting north, we headed down Roughlock Falls Rd. to check out a couple of points of interest. First up was Roughlock Falls. The falls are on Little Spearfish Creek about 1 mile past Savoy. They have a nice parking/staging area there, with well built/developed sidewalks with hand rails and various viewing platforms along the creek. It was nice to see the water here was just as clear as the waters in Montana and Wyoming. 2 more miles past Roughlock Falls lies a film site used in the movie “Dances With Wolves”. Not a big wow-factor for me, just another narrow canyon area among many. It might not even have been recognizable as the film site, considering our current time of year and the scenes in the movie were winter scenes…

Back to Alt 14 and points north. Right in beautiful “downtown” Savoy sits The Latchstring Restaurant sitting on the junction of Little Spearfish Creek and Spearfish Creek (the latter runs adjacent to Alt 14 all the way to Spearfish). Spearfish Falls is located directly behind the restaurant, accessed by a 1.5 mile roundtrip trail. The trail is easy, with just the first short section having a mild grade to it. This trail was also well maintained with a nicely developed viewing platform area at the bottom of the falls. There is an upper viewing area simply off the parking lot of the restaurant with a skewed angled view of the top of the falls. This was the most visually intense waterfall of the 3 total to be seen today.

Kissing Rocks (aka: The Dice) are laying in the middle of Spearfish Creek and if you are not paying attention, you can drive right by them without taking notice. There was barely enough shoulder to pull over to ogle, but we managed. Another feature known as “11th Hour Gulch” was supposedly a stone’s throw away. The gulch is a 50’ wide slot carved into the canyon, According to our “tour guide” (Spearfish Official Activity Guide), “blink and you’ll miss it.” And it claims there is a “parking lot” just downstream from the gulch. There is no “parking lot”. Yes, we blinked.

Victoria’s Tower is a limestone face rising above the canyon floor. We found it looming over a private residence in the canyon and photo opportunities were limited, but I successfully snagged a couple.

The Homestake #2 Hydroplant stood at the trailhead for The Devil’s Bathtub. The Homestake Mining Co. built the plant on Spearfish Creek in 1917 to generate power for use by their gold mine in nearby Lead. They have since abandoned use of this plant, but still use an older (1911) plant in Spearfish.

Woody decided to sit the next one out, so Jeanne & I took off K9-less in search of The Devil’s Bathtub. I do have to say the trail(s) to get there are a bit lacking in trail markers (to say the least), particularly since there are a lot of private residences/properties in the area with GREAT signage advising all to stay out. This was a moderate hike based on some rock scrambling as well as crossing the creek 8 times. If I’m not totally brain dead, I believe the bathtub is actually on Squaw Creek which feeds Spearfish Creek. Once we passed the third trail marker, we were on our own for trailblazing. Trails followed the creek on both sides, at times intermittently (hence the creek crossing) and there was quite a bit of foot traffic seeing that The Devil’s Bathtub is a pretty popular point of interest not only for we the tourists but also for locals. We hiked (more accurately described as “stumbled”) upstream for about 9 tenths of a mile and “found” The Devil’s Bathtub. Well, picture picture picture and we turned around and returned to the Jeep. We thought it was a cool find on our part…until the next day when surfin’ the web regarding The Devil’s Bathtub I discovered there is a common confusion as to where the bathtub is actually located. Many people stop at the “false” Devil’s Bathtub which is a small pool area fed by a short water slide/fall. In actuality The Devil’s Bathtub is about another 2 minutes upstream. Well, after giving Jeanne another of my awesome lessons in 4-letter vocabulary (%$#@&*^”%$#@&*^!!!!!!!!) we made another trip back to “the tub” a couple of days later and retraced our hike, this time actually arriving at The Devil’s Bathtub. I was glad we returned, the sights are spectacular. Now, for anyone planning on a visit, from The Devil’s Bathtub parking area it is a 2-mile round trip hike to see “the tub”.

The final point of interest we saw along the scenic byway was Bridal Veil Falls. There is a viewing platform right on the highway and no hiking to view the falls. It seems the name “Bridal Veil Falls” is used on numerous falls throughout our country, we have seen many. This was one of the most underwhelming I have seen.

That about covers us for the Spearfish Canyon National Scenic Byway. Until next post…

Deadwood, Custer State Park, and Parts & Pieces of Rapid City and Sturgis

(Blogger’s note: I am still trying to get the technerds at WordPress to assist me with my photo issues, which I am sure is due to operator error, but since I am a cheap b@$t@rd and don’t pay for the premium version, the help is in slo-mo mode. But I have sort of stumbled on a way to post my photos and keep their portrait vs. landscape integrity. I will be posting pics in the “tiled gallery” format when I have the two formats mixed. I will not be able to caption them. But if I post a section containing only portrait style pics, I will continue to use the “gallery” or individual modes. Those I will be able to caption. OK, enough nerdiness.)

We found a home at Three Flags RV Park between Rapid City and Sturgis. With trying to get some repairs done, we jumped on a one month stay here. This was a clean, little park right on Hwy. 90 and like all the other parks in the area I imagine it will be a zoo in August due to a few biker enthusiasts who like to frequent the area during a yearly motorcycle rally. (OK, so the town is generally about 6,500 residents until the rally starts, then it burgeons to the vacinity of about half a million folks!) But, whewwww, we’re safe for now, it only being May.

We made an initial run into Rapid City to get a quick feel for the town of about 75,000 folks. It was pretty spread out and when we got to a kind of center of town, we stumbled upon  something called the “Fruhlingfest-Spring Market”. According to one of the local attendees, Fruhlingfest is a German Springtime festival. We were disappointed in that we kinda expected it to be like a farmer’s market, but there were no farmer’s fare. There were several beer vendors, some serving up flights of tasters, and some vendors of things like local art and jewelry. They also had a stage with live band. Until that moment I don’t think I have ever seen a git-tar picker dressed like a hot dog.

Deadwood was in our sights for a visit so one of our better weather days (lots of rain and WIND, so far) we headed over sans Woodrow Wilson. Deadwood is quite the little tourist town, famous for being the town where Wild Bill Hickock was murdered. We walked the main drag, had a nice lunch at the Deadwood Social Club, and checked out the infamous Cadillac Jack’s Gaming Resort. After donating a couple of bucks to Jack, it was time to head back to civilization.

We wanted to drive the loop around Custer State Park, so we loaded Woody up and headed out. Now, we have been to Mt. Rushmore and in the area a couple of times, however I don’t think we covered the bulk of Custer State Park, so parts of our drive took us on a revisit (mostly the area of Needle’s Eye) while we got to access more of the park than previously visited. We got to see a lot of tatankas and Pronghorn, as well as a few Prairie Dog colonies. We got to view scenic areas like Stockade Lake, Sylvan Lake, and the first public school in the Black Hills. The Glen Erin School taught the young’uns from 1882-1920 and as it stood was in really good shape. We stopped in beautiful downtown Custer for lunch at the Mt. Rushmore Brewing Co. and had an outstanding portabella mushroom “burger”. The beer, meh, not so outstanding. Jeanne (the Jeep driver, I drive the bus) tells me all in all we drove about a 200 mile distance for the day.

Although we have already been to Sturgis, we wanted to revisit and assess any changes. Not a lot different this time around. We stopped off at the Knuckle Brewing Co. for snacks and a taste, not excited about any of the fare. Then we wandered out to see the area of Buffalo Chip for our first viewing. They tend to draw quite the big name talent for the rallies, and “the Chip” covers a pretty big area. None of it was open, but we did get to see it nevertheless.

That catches us up for now. Until next post

7/11/2014 Time Marches On

So we get to the Grand Tetons National Park area and of course we brought crappy weather with us, for mid June anyways. We actually got snowed on during our stay here! Our first views of the mountains were obscured by the heavy clouds and overcast. But it did eventually clear up so that we could see the mountains better. Jeanne got her wild critter fix, we had a Grizzly walk directly in front of the Jeep on the main road at Jackson Lake Junction. At Mormon Row, we saw a family of baby foxes living or exploring in one of the buildings. A moose also paid regular visits to us at the campground we stayed at, Gros Ventre Campground (pronounced “Grow Von” we found out after we had been shredding it to pieces). The campground also had colonies of what the local campground host called Whistle Pigs. They were like smaller versions of prairie dogs and they whistled to each other similar to prairie dogs. These drove our Chihuahua/Terrier mix crazy.. This particular campground has 350 individual sites, a few with electric, most just a site with table and fire ring. They do have a dump station and fresh water to fill your tank with. We boondocked here for 7 days with no issues, running the generator a couple hours in the AM and another couple hours in the PM. Sure is nice with an onboard 10K generator… It helped to have the yearly access pass (1/2 off) for the National Parks, it cost us all of about $11 a night to stay here. The electric sites  were a bit high at I think it was $36.50 a night. The Grand Tetons was not as much driving as we had in Yellowstone, but there was some. Some of the old settlement buildings at Mormon Row were cool to see with the Tetons as a backdrop. We are not much for early early rising, the weather was not very cooperative, so we never made it to the Signal Hill overlook for a sunrise, they are supposed to be quite awesome. But we did make it to the Snake River Overlook for a sunset. A bit cloudy, but still scenic. One of our neighbors from our Yellowstone stay suggested we hit the Bar J Cowboy Cookout in Jackson, so we did. They cook up an authentic cowboy-out-on-the-range meal, then do a musical entertainment show. Very nice.

Next stop was Lander Wyoming and the Lander Mountain View Campground and Cafe. Wow, talk about Sticksville! A very nice older couple, the Maleks, operate this place, it used to be a KOA way back when, the building burnt down and was re-built, but the whole tiny campground area is in need of a little help. And the cafe is the owner, I think her name was Lu Ann Malek basically cooking out of her kitchen in the main building which is also the slash office slash dining area slash living quarters, you get the picture. Hubby, Joe Malek, is currently running for his State Senate District seat.  Good Luck, Joe. After a couple of days here it was on to Fort Casper Campground, Casper, Wyoming.

We stayed with the same crappy weather theme in Casper. The winds kicked up something awful, we actually pulled our slides in one night, I thought the wind was going to rip off our slide toppers. And the rain dumped BUCKETS on us. It rained so hard the sirens went off in the night, warning of impending flash flooding. Oh boy, what excitement! Well, we did not float away… We found a veterinarian who could squeeze us in at the last minute, Woody was due for shots, so we got that taken care of. When we got ready to pull up stakes, our steps to the bus went goofy on us and I could not get them to operate properly. I ended up getting them in the travel position, then disconnected the power to them and added them to my growing “laundry list” of fixes needed at Tiffin for when we get there. Luckily still, none of them are Earth shattering imperative to get done. Yet. 

Into South Dakota, our “home” state. We opted to stay at the Elk Mountain Campground in the Wind Cave National Park outside of Hot Springs, SD.  The campground is bare bones, community water spigots but otherwise dry camping sites, with nearby restrooms, no showers. With the Access Pass for the Nat’l Parks, it was all of $9 per night for staying here. The sites were nice, level and the grasses were kept mowed and neat. We checked out the Mammoth Site in Hot Springs, an active archaeological dig for Mammoth fossils, very cool. A trip up the Needles Hwy found some interesting rock formations, particularly one appropriately named “Eye of the Needle”. We made the loop around Mt. Rushmore and found that the 3 big, low clearance tunnels blasted through the rocks were actually engineered to be done in that manner so that when you approach/look through the tunnel, you can see the President’s faces framed at the end. Wow.

Off to Snake Creek State Recreation Area near Platte, SD. This was a very nice state park area on the Missouri River, an area called Lake Francis Case. Like most SD state parks, Snake Creek had electric only sites. The grounds were kept neat, lots of green grass, trees, and shrubs. They also had a nice groomed beach area. We only stayed a couple of nights here, but in the short time there, our neighbors thought they had celebrities in their midst, I guess they never saw a Phaeton motorhome before. Jeanne is still giggling about that one, she wanted to give out autographs… 

Moving on, we parked at Hills RV Park in Plankinton, SD for the next couple of nights. It was a small place but with full hookups for doing laundry and with a Passport America discount. Check in was self-service, the owners lived in a house on site but never made contact with us. Jeanne heard there was a tornado that ripped thru this area a few weeks ago, in Wessington Springs, so we had to do a road trip there. The damage was not extensive, but some of the local folk I’m sure would beg to differ. A few buildings, a few cars, a few signs, but I don’t think there were any fatalities. 

Big Sioux State Recreation Area was next on our dance card. This was a state park in Brandon, just outside of Sioux Falls along the Big Sioux river. This was electric only and the whole area felt like a mosquito breeding ground. We were PRISONERS! in the bus, afraid to go outside and ring the dinner bell for the mosquito smorgasbord to begin! It’s a shame, and HAS to be a hilarious sight, to see grown humans taking the dogs out for a walk, wearing long sleeved hoodies in 95 degree heat! But we did. We got a chance to actually pick up our mail in person at this stop, since Alternative Resources is here in Sioux Falls. Mosquitos were not bad in town, so we got a chance to take the Princess (Madison) to the groomers at PetSmart, took Woody for a walk around the actual Sioux Falls, and stopped by Billion Jeep Dealership where they were able to get me in for an appointment in a couple of days, bless their souls. The Jeep has been making a high pitched cricket type noise as we drive on down the road and it is similar to listening to fingernails on the chalkboard, been driving me NUTS! We had to escape the mosquitos, so we left for the Tower Campground in town for the one night to get us to the Jeep appointment. Tower is a fair sized park, we stayed here 2 years ago while establishing our residency here, but it is in the flight path of military jets that come and go at all hours. Jeep got our problem solved (quick adjustment to the passenger side manifold flap or something-or-other) and off we went.

We made our first foray into the state of Minnesota, “land of a thousand lakes”, and, as we quickly found out, “land of a bazillion mosquitos because of a land of a thousand lakes”!!!!!! We stopped at a podunk campground, Shady Acres Campground (Passport America), in Garden City, MN. This campground is the actual county fairgrounds (very small county) and the sites are all on the lawn area. I HATE MOSQUITOS! Give me rattlesnakes, copperheads, spiders, bears, wolves, mountain lions, ANYTHING but mosquitos! I look like a connect the dots puzzle…We snuck into Mankato last night for dinner and ate at Mazatlan Mexican Restaurant-very good food if you are ever in the area. Awesome Margaritas…Because of the mosquitos we won’t be able to get out of here fast enough tomorrow, but flee we shall as we continue eastbound toward Green Bay, Wisconsin.

We made our way to Apple Creek Campground in De Pere outside of Green Bay. There is a big shortage of RV campgrounds around Green Bay, so we settled here. Very quickly I thought we landed in the middle of a Jerry Springer show. Enough said, you get the picture. We took the tour of Lambeau Field, a very interesting and informative venture, learned a lot about the only publicly owned team in the NFL. Unfortunately they were just finishing up on a massive renovation to their Pro Shop and we missed the Grand Opening by a day. All in all, Mr. Rodgers’ neighborhood is very nice, lots of brick and brings thoughts of Pac Bell Park to mind. 

We also checked out a couple of the local cheese factories and got our fill of curds. You just can’t be in Wisconsin without sampling the cheese! One of the cheese factories was near Algoma, so we trekked over to see Lake Michigan. It is kinda weird to look out on the horizon and see nothing but water but to realize you are only looking at a lake, not an ocean.

After a couple of days it was off to the Chicago area of Illinois. We stayed at a very nice county park, the Paul Wolff Campground in Burnidge Forest Preserve in Kane County, near Elgin. From here we tripped into Chi-Town, against the warnings from the campground host not to drive anywhere near the city because of the so-called congestion. We braved it in the Jeep, drove to Wrigley Field then to the Magnificent Mile and on to Navy Pier. Yes it was congested a wee bit, but it was no different than driving in downtown San Francisco. The problem in Chicago is trying to find anywhere to park, the camp host said most parking garages were going to run about $40 to park. But we did find curbside metered parking near Wrigley. Magnificent Mile was pretty awe inspiring and JAM PACKED with pedestrian traffic. While in Elgin, we were aimed at Giordano’s Pizza by the camp host. I don’t think I will be able to look at a Round Table pizza ever again! Giordano’s serves a stuffed pizza pie that is out of this world.

In the limited amount of total time spent driving through the state of Illinois, I have now crowned Illinois drivers, truckers in particular, as the absolute worst drivers of all the states we have been in. Cell phones stuck in faces and ears, tailgating is their way of life. At 60 MPH on freeways a couple of times I had truckers race up from behind me to within 3’ of my bumper and stay there, with opportunity but no attempt to pass me. Where are the cops when you need ‘em? The toll road system in and around Chicago is a serious pain in the buttocks too.

Shipshewana, Indiana is where we are now for a few days. Amish/Mennonite country. Wow, they are everywhere, carts and bicycles. We went and ate at one of the Amish restaurants, the Blue Gate Restaurant and Bakery. Food was OK, a bit salty, but they serve a lot of food. We walked the main drag, checking out the shops which included many furniture stores with good quality Amish furniture. It’s a whole other world here.

Time to move on, still headed toward Red Bay Alabama. Not quite sure where our next stop will be…

8/25/2012 The final frontier… 

Well, it’s time to head back to California. Gotta get the house packed up, looks like escrow will be done October 2nd. South Dakota is OK scenery-wise, as long as you stay at the west end (Mt. Rushmore area) or east end (Sioux Falls area). There is a WHOLE LOTTA nothin’ in between. Our whole run thru Idaho, Montana, Wyoming, the Dakotas, saw a lot of dirt and sky, not much civilization. Sioux Falls was kinda cool, 160K people scattered over a large patch of dirt. It looked a lot larger than Santa Rosa which has 200K+.

We stayed at a place called Tower RV Park. Convenient off and on the freeway and they give discount to customers of Alternative Resources. It was an OK basic park, no pool or store, but the spaces were not crammed together and they had a new shower/restroom facility that was spacious and clean. And their squirrels are of the red variety, not like the gray squirrels in CA. 

On our way out of town, I had to stop and get our rear bumper repaired, one of the welds had broken and the bumper seemed to have gotten mangled somewhere along our travels, for the life of me I cannot figure out where I might have done it. I know I bottomed out on a driveway during last year’s trip south, which I guess could have weakened the weld enough to postpone its eventual breakage. Nevertheless, I found a place in Worthing, SD, called Great Plains RV’s. They sell used RV’s and trailers and service/repair them. They also “rescue” RV’ers who need repairs while travelling away from home. Scott at Great Plains RV’s treated us very well, got us in promptly, they worked on the bumper for 3 1/2 hours but only charged me for 2 hours labor, and I would strongly recommend them if you are on the road and find yourself “in need”.

So we moved onward. Tried out our first State Park campground. Fort Abraham Lincoln State Park is in the Bismarck/Mandan area of North Dakota. This was a very nice area right on the Missouri River where the Heart River joins it. The campground was more like a real campground, lots of trees and grass, nice “comfort stations”, with water & electric sites and a central dump station. Our first night there we got treated to an 85 degree thunderstorm accompanied by elephant tears for rain. Jeanne made good use of her new toy, an emergency weather radio, and I got to hear a ringing phone ALL NIGHT LONG! Gotta love it…

Well, time to inch back toward the left coast again. Onward ho!

8/19/2012 Bye-bye, Montana…

Well, now we can say we stayed at the very first KOA, in Billings, MT. It’s a nice RV park, but wayyyyyy overpriced at its normal nitely rate of 60-some dollars. It was nice to get out of the smoky haze. While in Billings, they had their Montana Fair going (I don’t think it was THE state fair, but Billings version of our county fair). We went to the fair, expecting some monstrously huge rural extravaganza, since of course we ARE in Montana. Sad to say, our little city slicker version of a fair, the Sonoma County Fair, puts this one to shame! Instead of horse races, this fair had a rodeo, which we also attended. Now, in the future, Jeanne can actually use the phrase, “This ain’t my 1st rodeo!”. And prices at fairs don’t seem to vary much, state by state, overpriced food and such. Sonoma County Fair food is MUCH better! 

The drive across Montana was pretty unremarkable. But you could definitely tell the difference once we got into northeastern Wyoming and then South Dakota. South Dakota in the summertime is very scenic and pleasant. We stayed in Sturgis a week after the Rally finished. Extremely small town, we could only imagine what Main St. looked like a week ago.

Well, whilst we were in Sturgis, we accepted an offer on the house, so it looks like the clock may start on us here shortly. Whoooooooopppppyyyyyy. 

Took a day trip to Mt. Rushmore. Awe inspiring to say the least. I was surprised at how close you can get to the actual carved mountain, we walked the trail right up to the bottom of the carvings. We also walked around downtown Keystone as well, had a nice lunch. All in all a very relaxing day. 

We should find out tomorrow if the clock starts ticking on the house escrow. Time to hit the big city of Sioux Falls and probably establish a residency there. Hopefully South Dakota remains scenic for the final leg of the trip…