After a good visit with Rick and Linda in Rapid City, John and I packed up the RV and headed a few miles west to one of our favorite spots, Custer and the South Dakota Black Hills. We have been coming here for many years, and it always feels like coming home. We made our way in through the east entrance of Custer State Park, which this year is almost impossibly green and beautiful. It was mid-day, so we only saw one of the park’s critters, this bison napping close to the side of the road.
Our destination was Broken Arrow Horse Camp, one of the best home-away-from-home locations we have ever found.
We love the friendly folks here, and no, you don’t have to bring a horse to get in. But, there are plenty of nice ones that put their heads over the stall doors to get a nose scratch.
We shared the trails east of camp with a number of them.
I think this group of riders comes down from Sheridan, WY. Their Appaloosas are striking.
As I said before, Broken Arrow is a friendly place. One evening the owners hosted an ice cream sundae party, complete with music by Bob, one of the riders who visits regularly.
One of our favorite activities is to take the dogs hiking in the numerous trails east of the RV park. In addition to the horseback trails, there are a couple of forest service roads that offer easy waling and plenty of room for the dogs to run. Most of the time they wear their packs, but there are a couple of seldom-used trails where they get to go without.
While in town, we had a chance to meet up for lunch with dear friend, Lee Ann McCormick. We met Lee Ann and her late husband, Larry, a number of years ago when we first began coming to the Black Hills. Lee Ann usually spends her summer in Custer. Her rest-of-the-year home is in Nevada, so we try to get together when we're in town.
Rick and Linda came up to join us to celebrate Independence Day. We all drove into town for the parade…
...and to enjoy the annual fly-over by what I think is one of our country’s B1 bombers from the nearby Ellsworth Air Force Base, home of the 28th Bomb Wing. It passed over with a rush and a roar, to the delight of the watching crowd.
The parade was followed by a scrumptious buffet lunch at the State Game Lodge in Custer State Park and a drive around the beautiful park.