From this point on, my entire drive while making my way back to Seattle would be along the I-90, which I now know is no way to see the country. As a result, the drive through Montana was unexciting, though, the flatness of it was a nice break from the rolling prairie hills of Wyoming which sucked up all my gas. I battled massive wind gusts nearly the entire way from South Dakota to Continue reading “Not Again”
The Battle of the Little Bighorn
The Badlands would be my last National Park stop on my road trip. From there I stopped at the little famous town of Wall and meandered through the never-ending maze of Wall Drug. Then, I drove through the town of Sturgis, home of the ginormous motorcycle rally. I was actually there about a week before the annual event, so I got a taste of the celebration as hundreds (if not thousands) of bikers started flooding the surrounding area in a thunderous roar. I was impressed with Continue reading “The Battle of the Little Bighorn”
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