I assume that I must be in the Badlands National Park. If I am not, then I am on the fringes thereof. The craggy mesas to the east and west of the road and the dry, colorful valley floor are dead giveaways.
The road through Nebraska dwindled to a barely marked single-track dirt trail before it finally dumped me out onto a US Highway on the north end not far from the South Dakota border. Saga and I had to go east a bit to make it to a place where we continue our northward trek, but according to the maps we should be in Kadoka, South Dakota within the hour.
It is none too soon, this has been a lovely drive and I am really enjoying it, but I have given-up on the idea of getting to Kensington by nightfall. I think that we will stop for the night at our pre-screened approximate half-way point. I am getting a bit tired and it is not a bad time to start thinking about a hotel, even though it is not that late. There is no reason to push it – take your time and enjoy the scenery; that is my new cross-country driving motto.
Oh, my goodness! Who was that? That didn’t sound like me at all!
Wherever you are today I hope you are taking your time enjoying the scenery!