We drove around late Saturday evening into the wee hours of Sunday morning looking for a place to camp. Do we see a pattern here? Note to self (and others who choose): You're NOT going to find a well sheltered camping spot in the middle of desert land...duh! Now that we have that clear, lets move on.
We crossed into The Badlands, SD and slept an hour or so in the car. But, at least we woke to a beautiful sunrise!
I love this picture of a lone tree in the desert with a little birdie perched on the tip top!
Devin was a little disappointed to find that this area was made of clay.
The Badlands' name came from Sioux Indians who called it 'mako sica', meaning 'lands bad'. It is more commonly said that the Native Americans couldn't harvest it or plant anything on it.
All this? Yup...clay.
Once the sun starting spreading its rays, we took off through the back roads of The Badlands to see what we could discover. Hitting one of the high points we found this look out.
And then we found our new friend Leonard. Leonard had a bum leg and was trying to keep up with his family. We gave him a ride and dropped him off a little further down the road. I hope he writes...he was such a nice character.
Hi Leonard's family!
Just after dropping Leonard off, we came across our next high point. This is what I think The Badlands...are really known for. 244,000 acres of sharply eroded buttes, pinnacles, and spires blended with the largest protected mixed grass prairie in the US.
After taking in the amazing views, we waved far-the-well to our tour guide and puttered along the road to our next adventure.
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