Day 3 from my journal:
We woke up to find that about 2 inches of snow had fallen overnight and it was still snowing. After breakfast and when hubby had scraped all the snow off the car windows, we set off for Mount Rushmore. I said I wanted a pic of the snowy scene outside the hotel before we set off, but hubby said, “Oh, it’s going to get much worse than this where we’re going. I think we’re in for a bit of what we had yesterday.” “Great,” I thought, and said, “What ARE we doing?” When you book a holiday, you can never be sure what you will find at the other end. I was reminded of the title of the book by David Guterson, “Snow falling on cedars,” as we set off through the white and grey landscape.
Actually, the snow thinned out after a few miles, and I relaxed. We still had nearly 600kms to go though. A little further along the road, the wind became so strong and the snow was blowing across the road. Every time one of those huge, ugly rigs passed us going in the opposite direction, our car shook from side to side. My iPod was playing Andrea Bocelli singing “The Prayer.” I thought the words were very close to what I was thinking, “ I pray you’ll be our eyes, and watch us where we go…………Guide us with your grace, to a place where we’ll be safe.” There were few vehicles on the road and it would have been a good day to stay at home beside a log fire, with a good book and a mug of hot chocolate. It really looked like mid winter instead of spring out there.
I was thinking about the time when this area was populated by the Red Indian tribes until the 1800’s. They must have spent a miserable 8 months of the year, living in their tents in the snow and freezing cold with their babies, children and old people. Why didn’t they migrate south to warmer climes, I wondered? We passed through a small town and saw a sign, “88 miles to Buffalo.” Then we were back into the snow-covered countryside. The road was now clear though and we were able to get up to 65mph. Bob Dylan was singing, “Beyond the horizon,” and I was wondering what exactly was beyond that white horizon I could see ahead. The sky and land matched perfectly; pure white.
We saw a few “nodding donkeys” quite close to the road. These are oil well pumps which draw the oil out of the ground. Hubby obligingly got out to take a photo, and, I suspect, peed icicles behind the car. 😉
We drove through a place called “Ten Sleep” with a population of 343. I wondered whether they repaint the sign after each birth or death. The road then passed through Big Horn National forest, and we saw, through a misty haze, rocks hundreds of feet high, towering on either side and covered in snow and fir trees. At least today there was a crash barrier along the side of the road as I peered down into the chasm way below us. Hubby again stopped to get a pic for me, and you of course.
We rose ever higher around icy hairpin bends and a snow plough going “Hell for Leather” whizzed past us in the opposite direction, with snow flying up into the air, as it cut through the drifts at the side of the road. We passed “Sitting Bull Camp Ground.” Not much camping going down this weather, I thought. Then “Big Horn Ski Resort” which made a lot more sense. Now, the road was all white and only marked out by tall sticks at the side, every few yards. I think the snow ploughs have a full time job here. It was actually much worse than yesterday, but it didn’t seem as scary today because we’d done it all before.
We saw a sign pointing to pre-Cumbrian rocks, 3 billion years old, but couldn’t see anything for the snow, and driving through “Powder River Pass” there was a complete white-out. We just had to have faith that the road would eventually lead us somewhere and soon. I asked silly questions like, “Are you sure we have enough petrol?” and “How far to the nearest loo?” As we started to descend, hubby took the car out of 4 wheel drive. The roads became clear of snow and the temperature rose to -2 degrees. The wind was still gusting across the road, but we could see the green grass and then soon a few house came into view.
In Buffalo, population 3900, we found a loo in a supermarket and speaking to a couple of locals, were told that the snow is very unusual so late in the season. Chunks of ice were falling off the roof of the car as we pulled into the gas station. The sun was coming out. A rough-looking guy tried to hitch a lift to Casper, whilst hubby was pumping gas. I gave hubby my ‘Death look’, but he isn’t the type to give a ride to a stranger. This guy might be a serial killer on the run, my fertile imagination tells me.
On to the Interstate 90 and there was no snow to be seen, except on the mountains behind us, It started to rain hard, but that was better than snow. We passed a huge truck with a sign painted on the back saying “DO NOT PUSH.” Would anyone really try?
We made a slight detour to Devil’s Tower which rises dramatically to a height of 1,280 feet above the Belle Fouche River. This has become a rock climbing Mecca and was featured in the movie “Close Encounters of the Third Kind.” It was an important landmark for the Plains Indian Tribes, who called it “ Mateo Tepee” or “Grizzly Bear Lodge.”
After seeing this, we stopped off at the ‘Devil’s Tower Trading Post’ for a hot chocolate and blueberry muffin, which was so very welcome after the long journey. The parking spaces right outside were reserved for Harley Davidsons, but no sign of any this weather. We drove on to Rushmore and found our lovely hotel for the night. Clever hubby had found it on the internet and got 25% discount for a last minute booking.
I’m sorry that we are only here for one night. The suite is really gorgeous and there is a gym and a hot tub down the passage.Tomorrow we will actually go to Mount Rushmore, Deadwood, the Custer Memorial and then on to Billings Montana.
Now I’m rushing off to play the piano for the shoppers at the mall, But I’ll be back tomorrow to tell you some more of my tale. Have a great day everyone.
There ya go! I rest my snowy case. lol
Our cases were quite snowy too when we got them to our hotel room. 😉
Wow what a journey, all that snow and ice must have made for treacherous driving conditions.
Yes, my heart was in my mouth a lot of the time, especially when I saw the grim look on hubby’s face. he’s usually a very relaxed driver. 😉
If you have internet, you can stream “North by Northwest,” an Alfred Hitchcok thriller that stars Cary Grant and Mt. Rushmore in the grand finale. We went in the summertime. I have to say, even though I had been there serval times before, Mt. Rushmore always takes my breath away. Last time we took the kids to see the Crazy Horse monument. That was really interesting too.
Yes, i mentioned that movie in my “Famous Movie challenge post,” which I think you missed.
Crazy Horse is coming up soon. 😉
This is a great post! Really nice choice of photos and subject matter. I remember now, for several days my computer was acting up or perhaps it was the connection, but half the time it wouldn’t connect me to the internet, and the rest of the time I got words but no pictures. I’m still trying to catch up.
Thanks so much for going there, Naomi, and for your lovely comment as always. 😉
What time of year, exactly, was this trip? Welcome to the Rockies. Crossing Wyoming there are places where they literally shut down the interstate during whiteout storms often enough to put up electronic signs warning of closures. Makes for some interesting driving. I’m glad you experienced the white-knuckle kicks we offer and came out just fine on the other side. 😉
It was the beginning of May and we were surprised that Spring hadn’t sprung. 😉 it was a really exciting experience. So glad we did it.
WOW! This is great travel and photographs… ı am impressed so much. The snow seems so bad… Thank you dear AD, love, nia
Thanks so much nia. Yes there was certainly a lot of snow, but we were safe. 😉
Great pictures, I never knew that the Close Encounters of the Third kind mountain was called the Devil’s Tower. I have nominated you for the versatile bloggers award as I love your adventures.
Thanks so much to you for the award. I think I must get around to updating the ones I’ve got lately. Much appreciated. Glad you enjoy my posts. 😉
Awesome photos of the snow!
Thanks, Son. 😉
By the look of the hotel outside one can see the beauty inside! Nice post as always 🙂
Thanks, matron. Yes, that was a gorgeous hotel. Pity it was only for one night. 😉
Hi AD, The ‘Grand Stay’ certainly looks very grand and a welcome rest stop after that hairy drive 😉
Yes it was lovely there, Chris. 😉
Wow, a lot of bad weather, but you got where you were going safe and sound, and the Hotel does look very nice. I love the photos, they do show how made it was on the road, just amazing.
Looking forward to the next post. 🙂
Yes, looking back on that trip now, I see just how treacherous those roads actually were. Good, careful driving was essential. 😉
Some of our winters look like that (the bad ones,not the average ones)-I shudder,but it does make for wonderful pics. Gorgeous post 🙂
Oh no! Horrors! I couldn’t be doing with winters like that, DC. ;(
Great photos and writings of your trip. Looking forward to more.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
Thanks, Francine. Glad you enjoyed. 😉
Roads like that would have me clenching jaws and everything else that could clench 🙂
Well, exactly, Roly. I’m a nervous passenger at the best of times. 😉
Enjoyed the post once again! Look forward to the following chapters. Have you travelled to Canada? Nice to hear your thoughts if you have!
Thanks, Gail.We went to Toronto for a conference many years ago and visited Niagara Falls. Our daughter lived in Vancouver for a few of years, and we went up to Whistler and across to see friends on Vancouver Island from there, The second time, we didn’t do much touring around, as our grandson was born whilst we were there, and we were helping out.
Wow, those roads look bad! Thanks for the virtual tour, looking forward to Mount Rushmore.
did you ever read the book by that name /
Yes, quite a few years ago. It was outstanding.