Badlands of South Dakota

Cruised in the Paddy Wagon to our next stop, just off I-90.  I had no expectations, really.  I was quickly learning the Department of Interior knows a lot more than I do about preserving treasures.  This branch of government is really doing a great job on what is likely a modest budget.  I've also come to learn that if two (or more) National Parks are in close proximity, there are likely good reasons not to expect redundancy.

But the Badlands?  Could it be "all that?"  Was its popularity due to an edgy name?  Was it an inside job by the hyperbolic Wall Drug marketing team? 


You know the drill:  Visitor's Center, stamps, ranger workbooks, movie, and then 20 questions with a ranger at the desk.

It was hot, like 105+ hot.  The campground at the National Park had electric hook-ups.  That means air conditioning without noisy generators (banned after 8pm).  But it also means I get an itch to run some trails!  After tying up the Paddy Wagon and giving her 110 volts, I was off for 60-90 minutes of trailrunning.

I ran on the Castle Trail off of North East road and was really enjoying the solitude.  I was extremely focused on the ground while running, on high alert for snakes.  The trail was very narrow, with tall grass on both sides.  There are signs at each trailhead with an artist rendering of the prairie rattlesnake;  I figured the place was crawling with them - literally!  I was really hoping to see a rattler on this trip, but I don't think happening on one while running is a good situation.  Their first reaction to fast motion may not be their telltale warning sign.

Then, out of nowhere, I encountered a Big Horn Sheep.  No camera, no pack, no witnesses... just me, my water bottles with warm water, and the sheep.  It was such a pleasant surprise.  The sheep was prolly 40 yards away, and was simply grazing on abundant grass.  I enjoyed the sight and wished the others were with me.

Just another reminder of the benefits of taking the path least traveled.