So I am really way behind on my blog still. I keep posting in order just to avoid confusion but it is probably misleading too. I am currently (July 7th) in the middle of Minnesota. My blog has me as of this post breaking into Wyoming and South Dakota. So pay attention to the dates that I post in my comments so you don't get confused.

June 23rd - Monday
We are crossing the border from Montana into Wyoming. We actually only have 20 miles of Wyoming to walk because we are cutting the corner. We started in Montana this day, crossed Wyoming, and ended in South Dakota. We were on highway 212 for those interested.

I am on day crew. Yippie!
Here is trouble.



So about half way into our day we were parked on the side of the road and across the road was a man and his wife gardening. He invited us over to stand in the shade of his tree instead of in the sun at the van. We talked a bit and he told us he had a dog breeding kennel and invited us to see the dogs. There were some cute puppies.

Here are Erin and Liz admiring some dogs and puppies.



Wyoming was quick. Now to South Dakota.


We meet back up with Night Crew, have dinner, and then the zombies take over the night.


June 24th - Tuesday

We are just walking through and to the East of Sturgis, SD. That is the Sturgis with all the motorcycles.

The Highway 34 East of Sturgis was very very slow this day. The shoulder of the road was thick grass and steep so we decided to take advantage of the absence of traffic. These pictures tell it all.



Yes. I am sitting in the road on a camping chair drinking a Coke and Liz is likewise sitting and reading a book. It was a slow traffic day.

That same day (it was a good day) I found a broken sponge bob kite by the side of the road. Liz found the string for it on the other side of the road. A few sticks and some duct tape and it was fixed.



Then a few miles later we were interviewed by the Rapid City Reporter (newspaper for Rapid City). Here is the resulting article (link). Here is a picture of the news gal who interviewed us and the camera man. They drove way out on the highway to find us and interview us.


Then... (Like I said it was a good day) the local Sheriff stopped us while we were walking and asked us if we had a place to stay. I told him that since there were no RV parks along our way on that long stretch of highway 34 we were planning to sleep along the road at some turn out or whatever we could find. He said that his Baptist Church was right up the road about 20 miles and that this evening the doors would be open for us and his wife would have spaghetti cooked and waiting in the fridge. There was a shower too! Yah!

Here we are in the basement of the Baptist Church.


OK. I gotta go. I found a laundry mat and am doing some laundry and found internet but the laundry is done and I need to leave.