Mount Rushmore

While in Rapid City, I discovered that Mount Rushmore was just a short drive away, so I took a detour to see it. The place and the surrounding area had a strange, almost eerie vibe—it felt like a ski village in the off-season, with everything closed and barely anyone around. Aside from me, there were only about ten other visitors scattered around the monument.

A park ranger mentioned that camping was allowed anywhere in the area, so I decided to spend the night in the mountains. The morning brought an unexpected surprise: I woke up to around 3 inches of fresh snow on the ground, and it was chilly. I waited for the day to warm up a bit before packing up and hitting the road again.Читать далее