Antiques

Movement started around 8:30 a.m. We repacked the cooler with ice from the travel plaza we slept at, grabbed a coffee and ventured back into the Black Hills. Before long we were surrounded by the giant walls of Spearfish Canyon. As we rounded the endless corners, we ducked down in the van trying to observe the thousand-foot pink, gold, and gray cliffs in their entirety...it felt as if it were too much to take in. Even going through a second time later today, we still found ourselves saying "oh wow!"...

We stopped and had a picnic by a stream and then continued on to the town of Spearfish. In Spearfish, we found our way to the visitor center and picked out some activities for today and tomorrow morning. We then found ourselves meandering into two antiques shops. We spent an hour and a half exploring 100 year-old items and books in the shadows of the 60-70 million year old cliffs we explored earlier.

A dinner site with a sink...

We took a gravel road deep into the National Forest and to a lake with a campground. From there we visited Rough Rock Falls one of the most photographed places in Black Hills. We made dinner at a picnic table hugged by a stream on one side, and thousand foot cliff face on the other. On the way back to Spearfish we made one last stop at Spearfish Falls...also gorgeous.

Now, I sit on Main Street in Spearfish with live music softly leaking in through the van as Sierra intertwines with the barefoot locals at the festival in the street.

Hiking in-store for tomorrow, then off to Wyoming.

-Adam

Well would you look at that...we need an oil change...