![]() I thought it was cool that she was visiting the same spot her father had been all those years ago. They did not invite her father to go on another trip. Every word they said had echoed down to the rest of the group. The group leaders were very much not impressed with the conversation he and his friends had as they climbed. As it turns out, her father had climbed Devil’s Tower as a teenager. It was a lovely evening hearing about her adventures and sharing ours. We invited Kaithlyn to join us at our fire. She did, however, have a remarkable whisky and a ukulele. He told her to set up next to us.Ĭhris offered to help her set up camp, but she was a stealth camper and didn’t have anything to set up. She mentioned that she was a little apprehensive since she was alone. Instead, it was a young lady asking if we knew how they handled a late check-in. When the car stopped, I thought he might be right. We saw a car approaching, and Chris joked that they were coming to tell us our fire was too big. Chris soon had a roaring fire blazing high into the night. Hungry, we found Red Rock Cafe in a nearby town and enjoyed our picnic lunch enjoying the marvelous view from our tent. Our campsite was as close to the foot of Devil’s Tower as you can get without being in the National Park. We had initially planned to stay at a campground within view of Devil’s Tower, but when we realized they had a two-night minimum and were very pricey, we opted for the KOA instead. We stopped at the trading post and were delighted to see alien memorabilia celebrating the filming of Close Encounters of the Third Kind over 40 years ago. My excitement grew as we drew closer and closer.Īs we turned on to the final road, we spotted bison and longhorns in a field just below the rocky butte. Soon we spotted Devil’s Tower in the distance. ![]() ![]() As we passed by the open gates, I could see signs warning drivers not to proceed if the gates are closed for nasty weather. We left the interstate and turned onto a smaller road. I found myself waiting for something else to go wrong, but it did not. It was a relief that the truck was running so well. We passed through the infamous town of Deadwood before returning to the interstate to head west to Devil’s Tower. Instead of heading directly to Wyoming on the interstate, we took the scenic route following Black Hills Parkway through the beautiful countryside. With the truck back in running order, we continued our adventure.
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