With just 48 hours to spend in Rapid City, I had already scheduled a visit to Mt. Rushmore, a drive on the Needles Highway, and a Buffalo Jeep Safari at Custer State Park, and a pit stop to eat the famous Wall Drug donuts. From my hotel the first night, I spontaneously Googled “things to do” and found that Badlands National Park was just an hour away. I knew that it was highly unlikely that I’d be visiting South Dakota again, so I decided to squeeze it in.
The day started out unseasonably cold, even for early November, so I stopped at a local department store and picked up a warm purple jacket and matching gloves. After an hour of holding my rented Subaru Outback steady as I drove through high winds complete with tumbleweeds blowing across my windshield, I arrived at the Badlands.
Did I say it was windy? Perhaps or gale force would better describe. When I opened the door to get out of the car, the wind nearly blew the door off the hinge. Strong enough to knock me over, I was glad for the guard rails as I walked to the end of the first lookout point.
I’m all for adventure, but plunging headlong into an abyss is a bit much. Even for me.
The wind took my breath away, but not as much as the stunning panorama that is the Badlands. Rocky formations with striations of multi-colored hues all vying for my attention, everywhere I looked. I hadn’t expected it to be this beautiful.
Juxtaposed against a sky of deep periwinkle blue, the otherworldly-looking limestone formations paid no attention to the gusty winds that were threatening bring me to my knees. It was not possible to set up my tripod; it was difficult enough just to hang on to my Nikon, and I made sure the strap was securely around my neck and left arm.
Read the rest of my adventure in Badlands National Park, SD in WaveJourney, November 11, 2013
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