Deadwood, South Dakota

We stopped in Deadwood because it looked like there was some life left in the town, and because we assumed we had done enough driving for the day after Kelsi hit the brakes to avoid a white buffalo she saw run in front of the car (it didn't actually exist).

We stood staring at our feet outside of a bar that looked somewhat lively and interesting. Someone from inside had seen us just as we decided to keep walking and came out of the bar yellin' for us to come back.

And because we had no other plans or reason not to, we did.

I then won thirty dollars in a dart game while kelsi and maggie made arrangements for us to all go golfing at a member's only golf course the following day (I don't actually play darts or golf).

We found a place to stay for the night-- we had a pretty good success rate at this point-- and decided the day had been a success.Read more