The first thing I found different on I 90 is that South Dakota has lowered their speed limit to 75 mph. I usually keep it at 58 as I’ve found this the most perfect speed to save the greatest amount of fuel and still get there in decent time. I wondered why vehicles were whizzing by me as if I were parked on the freeway. And then it started, first the sprinkles and then the deluge. I said to Robin, “the devil’s beating his wife”, as she looked oddly at me. That’s not infrequent, her looking odd at me, but this time I understood. When I was younger, my grandmother told me that when it rained hard that the devil was beating his wife. And so it goes. And then there they were….the billboards. At least 300 miles prior to the town of Wall you begin to see them, the advertisements for Wall Drug Store. And for the next four hours, the billboards and the prairie was all the eye candy we met. Until…
we saw this that caught our eye. We’re not much for NASCAR but our good friend Terry Key has taught us a bit about the sport. I’m still not sure why all they hype but then he can’t understand our excitement with the NFL. �
Wall Drug had been a stop on vacation about five years earlier and marveled at the setting. Here, in the middle of the high plains just a few mile north of the Badlands, lies an enigma. An old west makeshift town used to snare in traveling tourists. We enjoyed it the first stop so we thought we may try it again. Time and the state of the economy has not dealt a good hand to Wall. Several of the retailers were closed down. We lunched at the local cafe and talked to two middle aged school teachers who had just been layed off from their positons. In conversation I found that the entire middle and high school has a population of 80. I didn’t photograph the local high school as my intentions would have seemed sour. When I think of all the waste that our government squanders, I was saddened, as these are kids are starting out behind most. The authors of the No Child Left Behind laws need to visit Wall.
And the rains continued as we pulled into the Rapid City KOA, only to find that the extra long sites that we needed we blocked by snow banks. Yes, you heard it, snow banks. So as night fell and the rains became torrential, we decided that Walmart would be our best bet for the night. We needed some goodies, along with the desire to get out from behind the wheel. The next morning, I did the shopping while Robin prepared the RV to travel again. Then while searching through our books, she happened on a new resort just outside of Spearfish. The Elkhorn Ridge RV Resort proved to be a good choice as we would be in the beautiful Black Hills surrounded by Deadwood, Sturgis, Custer and Rushmore. Tomorrow we’ll cruise the area and have photographs posted for your viewing pleasure. I’ll post the photos in a way that if you click on the picture you will get the full size.