South Dakota: A Few Reflections
I have better hiking speed, but M has better endurance.
You get drunker quicker at higher altitudes than those you're accustomed to.
Tent campers are mostly liberals. Those driving RVs are mostly conservatives. The word "conservative" is the wrong word for them because they don't want to conserve the environment if they're driving around in those big fat gas guzzlers running their generators so they can watch satellite TV in the
Lots of people from
(Oh wait, we already sound like dopes)
Taco John's is manna from heaven when you've been eating a lot of camp food.
It's very cold at the top of Harney Peak, which is the highest peak east of the Rockies and west of the
The sky is so clear at night in the
M knows a lot about the cosmos. And about guns. We talked a lot about the cosmos, and about guns, and wars. He told me about theories about Red Dwarves and Black Holes and I thought about that book Hyperion.
There are some gnarsty biting flies on the shores of
There are no ramps between primary divided highways in
The bees are much more interested in water than in stinging you in the Badlands. They are thirsty bees.
It takes a forest a long time to recover from a fire.
I felt like there was a Badlands-shaped hole in my heart that was filled by the Badlands. I could live there. I could do that. I could forget all this, and I could go live there. I dropped everything there. I just put it all down and said fuck it and I existed, and that's where I was, and that's all there was. There wasn't any of this running around shit. God, that was good.
Yes, so, the trip was quite good, and I took more than 1200 pictures. Somewhere between 1200 and 1400. I lost count. It's taking an age and a day to pick which ones to put on Flickr, but I've got a few up: Here's our spontaneous side trip to Michigan, and the giddy Ben-Gay giggliness that is Mt. Rushmore.
Today I went back to work. It didn't feel that great. It reminded me why we take vacations. Why we can't let a job become who we are.
I want to hold onto this feeling just a little longer. We listened to a lot of NPR out there in South Dakota. There seem to be about five radio stations in the state. They all have NPR and South Dakota Public Radio on them. South Dakota Public Radio suits me just fine. I felt like I was taking a step back to some more innocent phase of me. Where I know less and am wide open. Like some of the dirty-soulness is going away. That's the feeling I want to hold. I don't need that back.
Get it? A few reflections. Ha ha!