Meanderings Of An Abject Fool

What the poop is The Wall? I had no idea till my buddy Steve informed me. It’s called The Wall drug but that’s a huge understatement. It has its own exit , its own old west main street and although I have no evidence I’m fairly certain its own town. While a trifle isolated there are neighborhoods, town hall, and I imagine its own community all built around this busy isolated attraction with the community being inhabited maybe by its employees. It is the perfect American company store and company town.

Right before the wall must be mentioned just making a turn in the other direction would have brought me to Sturgis home of the infamous bike rally going throughout the black hills. I’m kinda thinking maybe an EV run in the area…nah it’s gonna be a while before the infrastructure is anywhere besides cities but until then.

Got to Badlands national park and immediately found it A. Awesome (literal) B. Other worldly.

To campsite apparently we have a red flag warning. Meaning at campsite no fires, which includes smoking !!! So far trip doing wonders for my habit. Were it not for my general density I figure that my tent would be on other side of the state. Throughout night wind beat my tent and yours truly up like a harp seal. Sleep surprisingly comfy and all the more soothing due to the wind. Middle of the night and it’s pee o’clock like a putz I forgot glasses and after doing my business I spent 20 or so minutes finding car/camp. A nod’s as good as a wink to a blind bat. More to come.