Camping in the Black Hills, South Dakota

I had been away for several days - camping in the Black Hills of South Dakota.  I came home yesterday smelling like campfire smoke and sweat.

I'm showered and refreshed now and ready again for regular posting here on the blog.  To start here are a few of the photos I took during my trip.

The first couple of days it was cold and rainy and windy.  And did I say, cold?  I had put up my little tent. But a friend of mine who brought out his pop-up camper let me crash his hospitality.  I stayed in the warm and dry.

We took a trip out to the Mt. Moriah cemetery and saw the graves of WIld Bill HIckok and Calamity Jane and Potato Creek Johnny.  We also visited the gold mine at Lead.  We fished - sorta'... I didn't get completely skunked. I caught a fish (the fact that it was barely bigger than the lure doesn't need to be brought up).  Fortunately others were better able to catch fish - and we ate some very tasty rainbow trout.

It's a bit of drive out there (just over 10 hours from here) but so much fun once you've arrived.