Last week, Sturgis SD held its 80th gathering. We took a little side venture to Sturgis after leaving Custer National Park. To our surprise it was like a ghost town. The Harley Davidson store and the Knuckle Saloon were open. So, how about a burger and beer? We had lunch in a nice upscale biker tavern and dined on the finest Bison-Burger that the National Park has to offer. Afterwards, it was to the Motorcycle museum which was probably the best museum I've been too. I was much more knowledgeable on Panheads and Knuckleheads that Davinci and paintings of dead people. I think Sandra liked it too, but I'm not so sure she was imagining being at the MoMa.
Driving to the Badlands was on good old I90. The only I90 I remember was the one through Washington, but apparently they hooked it all the way through...probably during the Union-Pacific and Mid-Atlantic railroad time.
We paid for a yearly pass to run go through the park, which may also benefit us if we head back through Montana and Glacier Park. The sound of a Glacier sounds nice about now, as it's 100 degrees in the badlands, and I'm pretty sure that is how it was coined its name. First thing upon hitting the parking break, was to run out and hook up the AC for AC. We had a short dinner and walked a bit around the park. Today was a rest day; tomorrow we're in the sun on the bikes just like High Plains Drifter only he remembered to bring a better hat.