We were heading through our fifth state together (my tenth since I left Wellesley) on our two week, no-frills road trip. The night before, the camp ground manager gave us all-you-can-eat 99-cent pancake coupons, which had all of us looking forward to the morning. The restaurant was a basic diner, with pancakes and a sink in the bathroom where I could wash my face and brush my teeth without any bugs invading my space. The boys and I ate our fill of GIANT pancakes and enjoyed our last meal in South Dakota.
Our camp ground for the evening was along the side of Deadman’s Basin where we were lucky enough to find a couple enjoying the cool weather and so-so fishing who gave us water enough to make dinner and clean-up. There were very few other people in sight. We played a few card games before hitting the hay, the grass really, and I tried not to think about how Deadman’s Basin got it’s name.
Megan, I was very impressed with Devils Tower. It looks like there was a mighty explosion of a growing heap of rock! The cute little Prairie Dog, was just curious to see humans hanging out with them. 🙂