5 men, 1 day

Nearest and Dearest,

Woke up sometime around 8 am in the middle a Walmart parking lot. Amidst a few glares, we brushed our teeth inside and peeled out of there within 20 minutes. Onward to Mount Rushmore with Gretch at the wheel!

After a short blip of driving, we decided to detour to Bob’s, a recommended food stop in Sioux Falls, SD. We came to find the people of South Dakota to be much more personable than the prior goons we had encountered in Iowa. We rolled up to Bob’s and sat at the counter, next to none other than Bob himself! Bob had taken over the restaurant (at the time, Petey’s Pickle Palace) in 1951, and had worked behind the counter until 1999. Super adorable and a total babe, he wished us good luck on our trip and told us to always keep smiling. (aaww!) A real ol’ G, he also obliged for a photo.

Ordered were the Bob’s Wild West Bison burger and the Little Ben Burger. Both were a force to be reckoned with.

Lots of scenery inbetween then and Rushmore. Looked like this most of the way.

Stopped for some Gas,

Rushmore, alas! Best depiction: Lincoln

After Rushmore, we putzed around for a bit deciding where to camp. After a lot of bad cell phone reception and a few dropped calls, we ended up at Center Lake campsite in Custer State Park, somewhere in the Black Hills National Forest. We couldn’t find our matches and it was too dark to find firewood, thus, our camp turned to be this pathetic site:

Took a walk this morn while Gretchen made up her beauty sleep after a restless night. In the words of a good friend, pixel this:

Off we go to Big Horn today. Already denied reservations from a few campsites in the area, so hopefully we will find somewhere to set up shop. Until then!

Signing Off,

– M.B