Here's Jenna after the first of her five longjohns of the day.
Then, to Wind Cave with bison sightings along the way.
At Wind Cave on a tour.
Two tears ago, the way to Mount Rushmore, Jenna remembers a particularly interesting rock formation. It was still there:
As was Mount Rushmore.
Hailstorm on the way to the Badlands, which we outran and arrived unscathed.
At the check-in for the 1880's homestead cabin -- located right outside the Badlands -- Abram was chased by chickens.
Our cabin -- the outhouse is on the left
The "kitchen"
And beds
And sun behind the clouds
Old-fashioned pump
The bison cloud
We headed into the National Park for sunset. It was windy inside the van due to the coming of the storm we had outrun.
Rob, happy in his most favorite place.
Then, an electric storm moved into the in Badlands
The children thought they'd be safer from the lightning if closer to the ground.
After the children fell asleep, the storm really moved in over our cabin. Rob and Jenna spend the better part of the evening watching a huge storm. In the middle of the open high prairie, Jenna had visions of Cape Fear and a potential psychotic visitor. No one visited. We awoke well rested the next morning.
Love the bison cloud!
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