The rest of the gang returned to Mt. Rushmore and we went for a ride. We stopped in Hill City where we walked along the street in this really cute town. Mostly stores filled with what Dave calls crap. We did find one store with good crap. I found two absolutely adorable board books that our grandsons must own. We ended up at the post office and mailed them off. There isn't a ton of room on the bike and this gives them a package to open. Really, who doesn't love getting a package in the mail? The clerk was incredibly nice, helpful, and witty.
We road on the Needle Highway and Iron Mountain Road. The Iron Mountain is a big deal, especially for bikers. It has twisties, awesome views, amazing tunnels (one that frames Mt. Rushmore), pigtail bridges, and herds of buffalo.
We found ourselves stopped on the road surrounded by a herd of buffalo. I may have been scared stiff, trying not to move, and praying that they keep on walking. There were so many of them, within six feet of us, and we're sitting on a bike. I could go on, but without the photos, did it really happen?
We came back to our hotel and went for a swim. Then another cocktail hour and dinner at Ruby House. It's a funky restaurant on the main drag where the decor and uniforms are all frontier saloon style. Great service and good food. Yet another walk around town, looking at crap, and then back to the hotel for bedtime.
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