A fun lazy trip - Missoula to Rapid City South Dakota
Jul 13, 2008
|We followed highway I90 from Missoula and then onto US212 to Broadus. We went through two Indian reservations and what a disgrace. What the government has done to those poor people is disgusting. I went into one of the casinos to buy cigarettes and that was where I found all the people. There are absolutely no stores in the reservations and they really are struggling to make any kind of living. It's no wonder they spend their time drinking so much.
Anyway before I get too carried away on my pet topic , there was a Kentucky fried chicken which was run by Indians and they made the biggest pot pies I have ever seen, so I bought 4 of them for us for lunch, and boy were they the best I have ever eaten.
In the same building there was a small store selling all things Indian, and I promise I could have spent a small fortune in there. They had the most beautiful quilts, vibrant colors and the patterns were amazing. I seriously want a dream catcher but they were very expensive, so I settled for a beaded bracelet. The colors and patterns on it are just as vibrant as the people are. They were all very friendly and love to chat about anything. Really a great people steeped in tradition, but really given the short end of the stick by the government.
We passed a sign just after the casino that warned motorcyclists of a dirt road. We assumed it had to be one of the side roads because we had macadam for about 200 miles. Then suddenly there was the dirt road and boy was it a crude dirt road. Washboards are now considered smooth. It was under construction for about 10 miles. Anyway along the road I spotted my first coyote. So it was worth the dirt road, which only went on for ten miles and at the end of it we found a quaint campground to rest up in. I needed to do laundry and clean the coach too so we decided to spend two days there. Wayside campground and 2 houses were the only buildings for miles around.
After leaving Wayside campground we drove through to Rapid City in South Dakota. On the way we went through Sturgis and since the motorcycles only have their rally in August it was just another normal little town. Disappointing, I wanted to see the motorcycles, but at least we can say we went through Sturgis and know where it is.
What both Gary and I find amazing is the fact that when you go through the different states it seems that at the border the scenery changes. Montana is green and hilly and desolate, and we didn't see much wildlife but over the border into Wyoming we got to see hundreds of prong horned antelope and very few hills, then into South Dakota the animals stopped and the people and civilization began again.
Right now we are parked in a Sinclair truck stop. Sinclair is a type of gas out here and their symbol is a green dinosaur. As with most truck stops this parking lot is dirt and since its so dry here the dust is incredible, but our solar is working like a charm. The weather is clear skies and hot too but the hot is liveable because there is no humidity to contend with.
Tomorrow we get to apply for new tags for the vehicles and also change our insurance over to South Dakota. Then on Tuesday Gary has to go get a new South Dakota drivers license. And we need to set up our mail forwarding for here as well. Then we are free to roam again and who knows where we will be in the coming weeks.
Stay tuned for more adventures of the Slussers.