Today may have been our best day yet! After the glorious patriotism of Mt. Rushmore, we rode out of the Black Hills and back onto the prairie. At one point I checked my speed and I was cruising downhill at 36 mph, no big deal, whatever (I am lord of the road). But with downhills come uphills, and those combined with the midday sun made for sweat city. Molly never sweats, it seems, but I was dripping onto my bike. Just when I thought all was lost, this appeared on the horizon like a shining beacon of hope.
Yes, friends, that is a waterslide park. Needless to say, we were there for four hours. By the time we left, the sun was getting low in the sky, and it was cooler. We rode through beautiful farmland till sunset.
We found the quiet little town of New Underwood and asked the sheriff where to camp. Yeah, sheriffs are still a thing out here. He directed us to Elizabeth and Buzz, a lovely couple who let us pitch our tent for free (we were visited by a kitty cat!), play with their 2 week old miniature donkey (YES), and gave us handmade silver bracelets to remember South Dakota by!
We’ll never forget you, Elizabeth and Buzz! SD 4 EVA!