Saturday, September 10, 2011

And Then to South Dakota!

This is Crazy Woman RV Park where we spent last night.  As you can see, there is not much there in the way of amenities.  The lot is actually pretty flat -- I guess it's my camera angle that makes it look like we're sitting downhill. This morning before we left, we showered and Forrest drained both the black and gray water tanks.

The motorcoach next to us came in right after we did last night.  As I watched how quickly they unhitched and set up last night and how quickly they left this morning, I sorta wondered if maybe we went to a few too many Life on Wheels RV Classes before and when we first started RVing.  We always put down jack pads; test the power at the pedestal before we plug in; and spray the water faucet with our Clorox solution before we hook up the water.  It just takes us a little longer, but then, that's the way we were taught.


And then in the morning before we leave (and we've picked up the jack pads), I walk around to the front of Auntie Violet and watch while Forry turns on both the right and left turn signals.  Next I walk to the back behind Toad and we repeat the turn signal return routine, this time making sure they are working on both the coach and on Toad.  I also check that the brake lights light up on both rigs.  Then I wave Forry into motion and watch to see that all the wheels on Toad are turning (we've had a couple of times when the transmission wasn't quite in the right gear and the wheels locked -- that can destroy tread in a hurry!) Only then do I catch up with the coach, hop in and fasten my seat belt.  As you can see, that all takes a bit longer then just cranking up the engine and driving off. But then again, that's the way we were taught -- over and over!

As we again headed east on I-90, we crossed into South Dakota and swung south, past Sturgis and Rapid City.  The land is still very green and quite a contrast to the dry grass of the far west.


I always enjoy when we move into the beginnings of the Black Hills National Forest.  The darkness of the trees makes you realized why they get their name.



We had planned to drive as far as Murdo today where we will pick up Highway 83 south to Kansas.  But Forry was getting tired, so we decided to make a shorter day of it and pulled into Sleepy Hollow RV Park and Campground in Wall, South Dakota.  I pulled the chaise lounge chairs out of Toad and we set up on the grass outside.  It was a lot cooler on the shady, breezy side of the coach then inside!


We had done all the Wall Drug, Corn Palace, etc. touristy stuff on our last trip this way, so didn't go in for our free glass of cold water, but we did drive by Wall Drug when we went to the grocery store to pick up milk.  Even at almost seven o'clock, there was a tour bus there with most of the parking places in front filled and lots of people on the street.

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