Church Ladies on the Loose--Day Three!

Awoke in Custer, SD--pretty setting in the Black Hills--found breakfast a ways down the road--my second chicken fried steak! (It was perfect, by the way.) The day before we'd been too late to see the progress on the Crazy Horse Memorial, which will be the world's largest statue when finished,  someday. They are working away at it, and it is impressive. Here is a view from a bit of a distance--look for a face facing the right side of the photo; it's very small--

Does this help?

How about this?

Impressive, very.

This is the model at the Visitor's Center. It was an excellent visit:

Off now to Custer State Park, fingers crossed to see some buffalo, and our wish was granted! 

Here is the sign of the day:

Duh! And they are really, really Big!!!

We saw a herd!!!

Not the specks on the hillsides, those are trees! But those lying on the flat between the cottonwoods, THOSE are buffalo, and there are more behind the cottonwoods too! Also a large and a small lying in the foreground on the left.

I do love the prairie:

Later along the Wildlife Loop we observed a car attacked by burros!!

That's what happens when you offer them food! The driver was cringing, shrinking away from a burro whose head was inside the car--duh! What do you expect? Silly people.

We preferred these three--off the road but near enough for a photo, and quite charming!

Several miles away:

Almost on the road, as you can see, and focussed on tourists out of their cars and approaching. I felt quite safe inside my car and ready to step on the gas! These fellows are HUGE!!!

We crossed into Nebraska watching for wildlife--one more sighting-- this pronghorn antelope:

And farther down the road and into the distant past--wait for it!--Boom, boom, boom, boom!!!

Ta-dah! It's Carhenge!

The High Priests (get it? On a ladder?!)

Repainting to cover graffiti--very sad--but the color looks great.

Great fun!!!

Planning the trip we forgot about moving into Central Time and so dusk came early over the SandHills--but it was lovely:

We had to drive the last 20 miles through walls of utter darkness, punctuated by oncoming headlights, but we arrived in Broken Bow safely. Nebraska is a beautiful state, but kind of sad, since this is my first trip here without Aunt Fern and Uncle Roy in residence. Though I just saw them, it will be lonely in Ravenna without them.

Enough of that, today was another splendid day! So much we saw and felt and will remember.