Custer Days Inn

... Mountain. It sounded interesting so I set off in that direction. When I got there, however, much to my dismay, there was no horse in sight. And certainly not a crazy one. In the way that Mount Rushmore did exactly what it says on the tin, this place did nothing of the sort. But then I started reading. And watching. And it became abundantly clear that it was more impressive than it's barber shop ...

<br>Overcast and cloudy this morning looking out our window into the carpark of the hotel. Free Hotel breakfast was standard American buffet with the added interest of 'make your own waffles' &#8211; of course 3 of us had to try them (Kate wasn't keen). Hitting the road at 9am we hit a country road where we were the only vehicle for miles and miles. Stopping to use a restroom at a Wyoming gas station, Josh had fun counting out his allet full of pennies for a Hershey bar ...

... parks wildlife loop road. We also wanted to check out what was going on with the buffalo that had been rounded up last week. I'll let the photos tell the story of what's happening with the buffalo.<br><br>If you should ever find yourself in this part of the country we would recommend both Custer State park and the Norbeck Byway ...

Well, the electrical storm even scared Bob last night !! All I could think about was the fact that the manual of the motor home said that when parking at night make sure you are not near a waterway that could flash flood ! Not to mention with the jacks down I think we were a good conductor and the lightning was hitting all around ! Both Bob and I lay there looking out the back window through a crack in the blind ...

... because we paid the twenty seven dollars to see Crazy Horse and then they were charging extra money on top of that!? So we asked for a refund. However, there was a nice museum that we could look through and apparently that was what the twenty seven dollars was for. But if we'd known that we wouldn't have paid that much to look through a museum. The main reason we came was to see Crazy ...

... and some more buffalo along our way. We traveled up to the Mt. Coolidge overlook. Great views-elevation over 6000 ft. The forest around Mt. Coolidge is primarily rejuvenated growth from a major forest fire in 1998. Got a text from Phil while we were on the mountain! The road brought us into the town of Custer-commercialized, Western style stress free town. We had an awesome ...

... drink. Not recommended. We did end our day on a great note. Mount Rushmore was great! The new visitor center was wonderful! The buildings, multiple views, and hike were fantastic. I painted as much as I could until the sun went down. A young girl came down and talked to me for a while. We talked about art and what she did for a little bit, while Phil walked around the paths. When I asked what she draws she replied ...

... area we were greeted with the presence of several hundred persons which we guessed were Air Force recruits, by the insignias on their shirts. There were quite a few seated in the amphitheatre and more were coming up the hill to our right while jogging and calling cadence. Well, we sat down and watched for a while and as the last group came up the trail and joined the others, the US flag was brought out onto the stage, music was started up, and the National Anthem was played while ...

... to bring this vision into the west. Thus they sent invitations to different tribes and shamans in the world and then in the year 2004 they announced the first conference of indigenous grandmothers and waited in New York for the actual arrive of the wise women, without knowing how many would actually arrive. So the alliance of 13 grandmothers came to be formed there. They represent a global alliance of prayer, education, and healing of mother earth and all their ...

... and you didn't have a bunch of big rv's turning it into a big parking lot. And Beaver Creek was very basic, and it was full when I got there but I found a spot to park. But this was the magic time of the year-Sunday and the end of the weekend. By the time it got to late afternoon I was the only one still there. It was me and the woods and a little streamlet.<br> After ...