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Shorter Days and Restless Nights

19 September 2018 – Foggy and 57 degrees

It has been somewhat of a stressful weekend here on the Holler.  This follows a really nice week of travels and leisure.  Dave and I looked at each other last week and he said, “The wood shed is full, all the hay is in the barn.  The fences are all up except for the gates into the barnyard.  Let’s go somewhere for a couple days.”  We settled on Billings, Montana.  So off we went for a 3-day vacation.  The drive through Wyoming and along the Big Horn Mountains was spectacular. We had perfect traveling weather and Joey just rode along happily in the back seat of the truck, occasionally sitting up to check out the scenery.

Big Horn Mountains in Wyoming

We stopped just North of Gary Owen, MT (I wonder why Gary got a town named after him) and went to the National Cemetary and the site of Custer’s Last Stand at the Little Big Horn.  It was really a beautiful cemetery and Dave and I both appreciated being there on September 11th.

Flag at half staff on September 11th, Little Big Horn National Cemetery

After visiting the cemetery, we drove through the battlefield and saw the monument to Custer’s Last Stand as well as multiple US Soldier markers and Native American markers. Dave and I really enjoy these historical sites, and we always try to educate ourselves before we get there.  This time we watched a couple of National Geographic videos on Amazon about the battle, and it really helped us appreciate what we were looking at.

Zoom in to see all the grave markers along the trail.  A beautiful day to explore the battlefield.

We continued to Billings and enjoyed some big-city cuisine including delicious New York style pizza the first night and German food the next.  During the day we hiked along the Yellowstone River and explored the downtown Billings Brewery district.


It was great to just get away and not feel the weight of the endless list of tasks that need to be completed here at home. On the way home, however,  we stopped and picked up the gates we needed to enclose the barn. We returned home on Thursday night and were so happy to be back on the Holler.  It is really difficult to explain how un-citified we are now, and although we’ve only been here two and a half years, we have become completely intolerant of traffic, crowds, city noise, and having to keep the dog on a leash. Nothing in Billings could compete with the freedom, peace, and quiet of home so we were happy we went, but happier to be back.

A Northern Flicker on the southern deck

Then the weekend came and things got a little hectic.  Friday, we installed the gates to prepare for the Cows to be let out in our pasture. Rancher Dave has gotten pretty adept at hanging gates, which is harder than it sounds.  You have to make sure they are centered, level, and when there are two that meet in the middle, they have to match up so they don’t overlap or leave too big of a gap.  I think he planned and executed pretty well.

Enclosing the barnyard
Notice how level the gates are and how nicely they meet up.  Not easy, unless you’re Rancher Dave.

Friday night, poor Joey showed up with a golf ball sized sac on the right size of his throat. We thought he got stung by a yellow jacket because of the size and speed of which the lump came up, and by Saturday morning it was the size of a tennis ball and as hard as a rock.  I gave him some Benedryl, still believing he had some sort of sting, but he just vomited it up and started to seem really lethargic and sad.  Of course, dogs only get sick on the weekend in between normal vet office hours.  By Sunday morning Joe had a mass the size of a softball sticking out of his neck, just under his ear.  He was really listless, obviously sick, and Joey can do sad eyes really well.  Poor puppy!  While debating a trip to the emergency vet, the fire department pager went off.

Joey’s swollen throat

It was definitely my turn to respond, so I spent all of Sunday “fighting” a wildfire.  I actually did drag some hoses, dig some trench, and put some water on fire, but fortunately it wasn’t that big of a fire and the winds weren’t too strong so we contained it relatively quickly.  The time-suck of fire fighting is the “mop-up” phase where you have to make sure the fire is completely out.


Returning home Sunday evening, Dave and I determined Joe was looking about the same but needed to go to the vet first thing Monday morning.  We have an incredible Vet Clinic about 24 miles south of here in the town of Edgemont, and they are always busy but said to bring him in and they would work him into the schedule.  Joey has an infected abcess and now has three holes in his jaw to drain out the pus and blood.  Oh the glamorous side of ranching!  He got sent home with the cone of shame on his head and some strong antibiotics.

Sad Face
Still swollen on the right side and punished with the cone of shame.

He has had a rough couple of days, but this morning he is back to his normal happy puppy self. His face is still swollen, he looks like he got into a boxing match.  Despite the cone, he wants to run and chase rabbits and is continually dragging the cone through the dirt and grass making it nearly impossible to keep his neck clean as his abcess drains.  We are so pleased that he didn’t have some rare fast growing tumor and that he should make a full recovery. Also completely grateful for the amazing vets and staff at the Cheyenne River Animal Hospital.

Meanwhile, back at the barn……I went to check on the cats the morning before we took Joey to the vet and I found Goose, but no Maverick.  I was really worried all day because Maverick has been digging his way out under the barn door and exploring at night AND we hear coyotes every night!  When we returned from the vet, there was still no sign of Maverick and Goose was looking worried and lonely. Linda put my mind at ease a little, because she believed there was a strange new critter living in her barn.  Her barn cats were throwing a fit and she could hear some cat noises, and she thought it might be Maverick.  We went to bed for another restless night of worrying about a sick dog and an eaten cat, only to find in the morning that Maverick had returned. Hooray for the little devil. Maybe he just wanted to make friends with the neighbor cats.

Finally, on Monday, we rounded up all the cows from the neighbor’s northern pasture and drove them down Stagecoach Springs to the Holler.  They seemed to know exactly where to go and when we opened the gates, they began kicking and bucking and running after the Mule, and then around the Mule, and in front of the Mule.  We were smack dab in the middle of a stampede, dust, cow manure, snorting heifers, kicking cows and all the fun stuff that comes with them.  Typical Monday.


Today, Dave loaded up the wood box and put it on the front porch.  Summer is almost over and the last two years, we have had a sprinkling of snow by the 10th of October.

Rancher Dave doesn’t look too excited about winter

The days are getting shorter, the nights are cooling off, and the elk are bugling at dusk and dawn.  Despite a few worry-filled days, things seemed to have settled down and worked out for the best. I’m sitting here writing this with Joey’s cone-head on my feet as he snores away.  I know the two kitties are safe and sound in the barn and I can see 15 cows in my yard, happily munching away on what is left of forageable grass.  Rancher Dave is settled in for the night, watching Youtube videos for his next wood-working project. It’s not cold enough for a fire in the wood stove, but there is just a hint of chill in the air. I am so relieved that my dog and cats are okay, and a little mad at myself for worrying so much about them. I guess sometimes I just need to remind myself in the words of that great poet, Kenny Chesney, “Everythings gonna be alright!”  Cheers, everyone!

Happy cows on the Happy Holler


A Working Vacation

5 September 2017 – Sunny and 39° at 6AM – Highs in the upper 60s

Our friend and Dave’s former co-worker, Andy, came to visit all the way from Pensacola for the last part of August.  We had a few other visitors at the time of his arrival, and while we set about exploring the Black Hills, Tractor Dave and Pilot Andy went to work.

They finished the fence on the southern pasture that had been put on hold due to Tractor Dave’s appendix blowing out.  They did a great job figuring out how to get the fence to go around the cul-de-sac.

Then, they set about building a woodshed so we can move our firewood out of the garage and have a place to keep it dry this winter. These guys were not messing around, and even had to do something we vowed we would never do again: rent the jackhammer.  The ground was so rocky in places it took a ton of work to get the posts set.

Seriously, what a nice wood shed!  This is a YUGE improvement from last winter where we were storing wood under tarps and forced to dig it out from underneath the snowbanks.  Plus, as the neighbor said, it is nicer than some places where people live.  I love our fancy wood shed.  Thanks, Andy and Dave!

We convinced Andy to take a few days off and did some touring of the area. We watched the eclipse, and on another day, we went to Mount Rushmore to see the Big Heads, of course.

Obligatory Mount Rushmore Picture


We also spent a day in Rapid City and touring the multiple wineries of the hills.  Our favorite, surprisingly, was Stone Faces Winery, which offered a frozen peach wine slushie.

We went to Hill City one day and ate German food at the Alpine Inn on the patio. You can’t eat German food without drinking German beer.

Cheers at the Alpine Inn in Hill City.


Andy also got to participate in some typical ranch work.  He helped with the cattle drive from Cowboy Dave’s to the Holler. He also added the job title of “Chicken Wrangler” to his resume.

Cow cocktail hour at the Holler.
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Not croquet, but chicken wrangling.  Important to get the girls in their coop before going touring!


We went down the Red Canyon to the Hat Creek Bar and Grille in Edgemont, SD….mandatory tourism for anyone that visits the Holler.

Then it was back to work.  Dave and Andy set out to make a giant firewood box so we could fill it every 8-10 days at the woodshed, attach it to the tractor bucket, and deposit on the porch under cover.  This also is YUGE so we don’t have to walk outside in the snow to get wood for the stove in the winter. 

We had a great time with an old friend and were amazed by how much work was accomplished in a short period of time.  Beyond that, Andy felt like he needed to give us a house-warming gift which was an awesome A-Salt Rifle to kill flies. See the link below for a YouTube demo.

Tractor Dave Preparing to Kill Flies on the Porch


A-Salt Rifle for Flies

Sadly, Pilot Andy had to head back to Florida.  As has been the trend for our guests this summer, after visiting the Holler they return to a hurricane.  We hope you will stay safe.  Thanks for all the work, Andy!  We hope you come back real soon, Stumbles Off Porches.  I’m sure we can find some more projects for you! Also the Hill misses you.


A Long Way From North Carolina

18 August 2017 – Sunny and Highs in the mid-80s

Dave’s sister and her husband came to visit us all the way from Mt. Airy, North Carolina.  We were super excited to show them the beautiful Black Hills and all the fun stuff we have to see and do.  We took it easy the day they arrived, but the next day we took them through Wind Cave, Custer State Park, Iron Mountain Road, Mount Rushmore, Sylvan Lake and the Needles Highway…..ALL IN ONE DAY!  That’s right….come to South Dakota and we will take you on the Roman Death March and the Trail of Tears.

  We didn’t completely run them into the ground (we hope) and took it easy the next few days just working on some projects here on the holler and taking mule rides through the National Forest and meeting up with neighbors and friends. We put them to work setting up our new lawn ornaments.

On Wednesday, we took another fun road trip up to the Devil’s Tower in Wyoming.

Dave and I had not been there yet and we were really pleasantly surprised by the size of the tower and the strange magnificence of this strange piece of geology standing up in the middle of eastern Wyoming. Cue the Close Encounters music.

We detoured through the town of Deadwood for a taste of the old West on the way home.

We spent the remaining days of their visit with a little less hectic schedule, but we did take them down the Red Canyon and the old Deadwood-Cheyenne Stagecoach Trail to the Hat-Creek Grill in Edgemont, SD. They found an old cabin they might want to “flip”.  Ha ha.

A real “Flipper” piece of real estate in the Red Canyon.  Probably 140 year old homestead.


Dave’s sister and I also spent a morning canning about 10 pounds of cucumbers from the garden. 

Bread and Butter Pickles….and there are more cucumbers out there already!!!


Sadly, they had to get back on the plane and head back home to North Carolina, but we hope they had fun visiting and hope they will come back again real soon!

The lookout from the National Forest just on the west side of our property.


Meadows in the Black Hills

25 August 2017 – Sunny and highs in the upper 70s

My cousin Keith and his wife Cindy came to visit last week, all the way from Boerne, Texas.  By now, all you Hoten Holler Follerers know the standard tourist itinerary:  Custer State Park, Iron Mountain Road, Mount Rushmore and down the Needles Highway.

On Monday, we participated in the cattle round-up and moved Cowboy Dave’s cows from his pasture onto ours.  Keith and Cindy road along and made fast friends with Hercules.

Everybody loves Hercules….note the cow sneaking up behind Keith


Ahhh…..cows back on the Holler again!


Then we watched the eclipse from our back porch.

A bunch of nerds at the eclipse party.


While we were in the 97% zone, we were not completely in the Path of Totality so it just got sort of dim outside.  We did get to view the eclipse with some eclipse glasses and it was pretty cool.  Also, the temperature dropped about 10 degrees during the event and that was pretty cool, too!

Later that day, we went on a horseback ride just down the road at Sage Meadows Ranch.  Keith rode Amarillo, Cindy rode Ocho, and I got to ride on Frito.

It was idyllic; a beautiful non-humid day for an old west horsey ride through the southern Black Hills.  We ended up on a hill overlooking the Red Canyon where we could see 100-year old ruts in the ground from the old Deadwood to Cheyenne Stagecoach Route. The guide was super nice and informative and we didn’t have to ride nose to tail, we just got to cruise along with our horses and enjoy the day.

Sage Meadow Ranch riding guide and cowgirl extraordinaire….Holly!


On Tuesday, we went up to Hill City and poked through the western art galleries.  This was especially fun for me because Keith is an artist himself, and he is really knowledgeable about painting.  We saw some incredible works and enjoyed another beautiful day of weather.  That evening we ate at the Hitch Rail Bar and Grill in Pringle.  It was a really nice way to wind up their visit before they had to head back to Texas the next morning.

We really had a good time and hope they did too, and then we sent them back to Texas to enjoy the hurricane!  Hope you guys stayed dry and we’ll see ya real soon!

A Trip through the Valley with the Valleys

22-25 September 2016

Cold, Windy, rainy highs in the upper 50’s

Dave’s Mom and John came to visit us last week.  The weather had been beautiful and the first day they got here it started getting cold, rainy, and windy of course. Uninhibited as we South Dakotans are by the weather; we still gave them the grand tour of the property.  First we introduced them to our awesome neighbors, Cowboy Dave and Linda. Cowboy told them all about this area, and how we are right in the middle of the old Stagecoach route from Deadwood to Cheyenne.  Then, Linda and he insisted we take the mule (Kawasaki) to drive the area instead of just tromp around like we had planned.  It was very nice of them, and it made it easier on everyone considering the rocky/hilly landscape.  Thanks Cowboy and Linda!  img_0587img_0585

After the grand tour, we drove them up through pleasant valley to Custer and had lunch at the Buglin’ Bull.  Considering they were weary from traveling and we had plans the next day, we left them at their hotel in Custer with plans to meet up early and work.

We had originally planned to put them to work with some tree limbing and slash pile dragging, but the weather was wet, leaving the build site a big muddy pit.  We decided to take them to go pick up 30 bales of hay that we would use as insulation for the camper. 


After this we took them on the not-so-touristy trip through the Red Canyon, where Cowboy took us months ago.  We showed them the old mining shafts and the site of the Metz Massacre, then we continued down to the town of Edgemont and picked up old Hwy 18 to drive up by Rocky Ford Road where we almost had bought property, but are glad we did not.  We continued the scenic drive up through the town of Hot Springs and through Wind Cave National Park where we got to see tons of bison grazing in the cold, dreary weather.

The next day, we were up early in Custer for the much more touristy drive through the Needles Hwy.

We continued down through Rocky Mountain National Park and we watched the “Spirit of Tatanka” movie at the visitor center.  They really enjoyed it and then we took the backroads off of the Wildlife Loop to see herds and herds of buffalo, tons of antelope, and of course, prairie dogs.  We ended up in the booming metropolis of Pringle at the Hitchrail Bar for a buffalo burger and some chili.

We had a great visit with Mom and John, we only wish the weather would have been better.  It was great to see them both and we hope the next time they come we can host them in our home and they won’t have to stay in a hotel.

Three Generations of Meadows Invade the Black Hills

Three Generations of Meadows at Three Meadows Road


This past weekend my parents, my sister, and my nephew all came to see us.  They stayed in a cabin here at Fort Welikit and were quite impressed with their vacation digs.  The cabin is one big room, but it has an AC, a ceiling fan, a bathroom with a shower, a kitchen with stove, microwave and coffee maker, and a TV!  They were quite surprised because they were expecting an older more rustic place and an outhouse.  The cabin backs up right to the woods and there is a deck on the back where deer come out of the woods to eat every morning and evening.  The first night Dave built a fire and we had burgers, dogs, potato salad and of course roasted marshmallow.  It was hot that evening, but there was a nice breeze and no bugs…..welcome to camping in South Dakota.


The next­­­­­­ day, we took them to see the driveway and the hole….aka…the build project.  There was actually quite a bit of work completed in the basement so the house is really starting to take shape.  Next we ran down the road to say Hi to Cowboy Dave and Linda.  Linda showed my nephew her chickens and cows and her sweet dog Arrow liked playing with the young guy.  We didn’t stay long as we had plans to go to Hot Springs and see the Mammoth Archaeological Dig and then go to the Evan’s Plunge.

Nephew in Front of Mammoth Fossil

We couldn’t have asked for a nicer day with highs in the low 80’s.  The Mammoth dig was pretty interesting; it is a massive archaeological dig where they have uncovered 60+ mammoth fossils.  Then we went to the natural hot spring pool named the Evan’s Plunge.  My sister and nephew went swimming and all the people that did not want to don a swimsuit (Mom, Dad, Dave and me) watched from an observation deck.  We returned home through the beautiful Wind Cave National Park and saw magnificent American bison (buffalo) grazing all through the park. 


We returned home and had a birthday dinner for my Dad.  I made spaghetti and Dave made artisan bread and we had a big salad.  My sister bought a cheesecake and we celebrated Dad’s birthday by the campfire.  Another pleasant evening, perfect weather and no bugs!

Happy 84th Birthday, Dad!!  You look great (and we know you can’t help it)!


Sunday we headed up the Iron Mountain Road to visit the ultimate shrine to democracy, Mount Rushmore.  Iron Mountain Road is a must-see if you come up this way.  It has 3 narrow tunnels that frame the monument as you approach from the distance.  The monument itself is glorious.  It is your patriotic duty as an American to see the big heads at least once.  We had Thomas Jefferson vanilla ice cream at the visitor center. Apparently TJ not only wrote the Declaration of Independence, but he also wrote the first recipe for vanilla ice cream in the US…and it was good!

We drove back to the camp and had supper and rested up a bit.  We drove that evening out to Crazy Horse to watch the night blast.  We had to wait awhile, but the explosives were awesomely loud and bright and it was worth the wait.  It was much cooler that night, lower 60s with a breeze, but no bugs!

Sister and kiddo at Crazy Horse


We spent the last day at Reptile Gardens in Rapid City.  My nephew really enjoyed looking at the snakes and gators and petting the giant tortoises.  The crocodile show and the snake show were pretty good and so were the buffalo burgers at the snack bar.  That evening we went to the Circle B Chuckwagon Supper in Hill City.  This was a lot of fun as they have a ton of activities for the kiddies including shooting wax bullets and panning for gold.  Right before supper the “Sheriff” rounds up all the kids to form a posse to catch the Biscuit Bandit who has stolen some of the biscuits.  He swore them all in as deputies and they swore to catch the bandit “BECAUSE WE’RE HUNGRY!”  The kids ran around the grounds until they found the bandit and then there was a big dramatic shootout with the bandit and the sheriff.  After justice was served up to the bandit, we went in for chuckwagon supper: beef, beans, biscuits, applesauce, spiced cake and coffee.  It was pretty good but the real treat was the entertainment.  They have a band that plays real old cowboy music, modern country, and some patriotic songs as well.  They were really talented and I think my parents really enjoyed the show.

Well, after wearing everyone out, they headed down the mountain and back to Iowa.  It was sad to see them go but it was great to get to see the family and spend some time with them.  We’ll see who wants to come back in the winter!

Black Hills Aerial Adventures

Yesterday Dave had orientation for the touring company near the Crazy Horse memorial and got to fly 3 of the 6 routes they fly tourists.  Seeing the massive carving up close was amazing!  The other routes are around Mount Rushmore and the Badlands which he will see sometime later when construction of our house allows more time with this company.

When you visit this area, a flight with Black Hills Aerial Adventures is a must!

Click here for their web site


Our visit to Custer 2015

On Thursday September 10th, we left for a working “vacation” to Custer, SD. The purpose of the trip was to decide where to build the house, meet with our builder, ask a well drilling company about the cost of a well, and meet with the power company to see how much it will cost to get power to the build site.

Our flight to Denver via Atlanta was uneventful. There are flights into Rapid City, which would have been a lot closer, but due to the time of year that flight was almost $700 more. So, we chose to fly to Denver, rent a car and drive a little over 5 hours to Custer.

We landed, retrieved our luggage and made our way to the rental car office by 1:30 or so. We had a very good daily rate for the car but it turned out that rate was for a Geo Metro so we asked for an upgrade and settled on a Jeep Cherokee for about $10 per day more. The Jeep was comfortable and averaged 30 per gallon! After a short detour to do a drive-by our old home in Johnstown, (about 45 miles north of Denver), we were on our way.

The trip took us through Cheyenne, Guernsey, and Lusk, WY before crossing the SD state line west of Edgemont. From there a pretty short drive to Stagecoach Springs Road. The scenery was unbelievable and we were able to make it to the property in time to see our first sunset there, amazing site!

After driving from the Denver airport, we got to the property in time to see the sunset.



We were so tired after the flight and drive we didn’t spend a whole lot of time on the property the first evening, we needed food and rest. We checked in to the hotel and headed into town for dinner. The first restaurant we went to was just closing for the night so we ended up at the Buglin’ Bull Restaurant and Sports Bar, named after the sound bull elk make during the rutting season, the food was awesome! If you’ve never heard an elk bugle click on this YouTube link.

We then had to get some sleep.

This is the entrance to Stagecoach Springs.
Stagecoach Springs Road. Our property is on the left side of this road.
Looking north, top of this hill is where we want to put the house.
Build Site
Same site for the house taken last June.
This would be the entrance to the garage.
Looking north from just below where the house will go.
Good southern exposure.


Friday the 11th:  We got an early start and walked the perimeter of our property to decide where the house should go and after several hours we found what we think is the perfect spot. It’s on the northern boundary of the southern parcel, up on a hill with great southern exposure. The view to the west is good as well for sunsets on the porch with coffee. Our builder showed up around noon and we staked out the footprint of the house to get a feel of how it would sit relative to the surrounding trees. We now need to figure out how to get power to this spot, as we are about 2,000 feet from the nearest power pole.

In the afternoon we visited a cabin on Saginaw road that Todd built that has several features we are basing the design of our house on. Jen loved the cabin and the timber frame look! Later that day Jen’s parents arrived and we all had dinner in Custer.

Saginaw Road Cabin. Timber Frame beams with Tongue and Groove Ceiling.
Saginaw Road Cabin’s kitchen. We both love the knotty hickory cabinets.
Loft area of Saginaw cabin.
Large windows in the Great Room of the Saginaw cabin.
Tongue and Groove detail.
Timber Frame Beams in the great room.
Front side of Saginaw Cabin.
Exterior of the loft area.
Front porch.

Saturday 12th: We all got up early and had breakfast at the hotel and drove back to the property to show Jen’s parents where we want to build. After a few hours on the property, we headed to Black Hills Aerial Adventures so I could drop off a resume, which would leave the rest of the day free for some site seeing. We spent about an hour touring the facility with the owner who showed us the passenger sales area, a tour of two of the helicopters and the maintenance hangars. The history of how he started this company is truly an American success story! The owner also gave a good tip for lunch, the Alpine Inn, fantastic German cuisine. Following lunch we drove Jen’s parents up Needles highway, several pictures below with the rock tunnels were taken on this drive. We ended the day trip with a drive through Custer State Park in search of a view of some Bison, usually an easy task. However, this day we only saw one and that was almost at the end of the park. Next back to the hotel to clean up and get ready for dinner and some homemade apple pie Jen’s mom brought.

Standing on the stock dam that was built in the 1930’s.
Standing “in” the house.
Standing in the great room.


One of the R44’s at Black Hills Aerial Adventures.
Needles highway.
Not sure my Tundra will fit through this.
Needles highway.
A great view of Custer from Needles Highway.
Over my left shoulder in the distant is the Custer airport.
Tight fit.




Cowboy Dave’s driveway is just to the right.

Sunday 13th: Jen’s parents left early and we headed back to the property. Our neighbor “Cowboy” Dave showed up on his ATV and drove us around our perimeter pointing out some history of this area. Dave said he needed to check on a couple of newly born calves and asked if we wanted to tag along which of course we did! He asked his dogs Hercules and Arrow to make some room for us and we were off.  Jen was in heaven surrounded by happy dogs.

After locating one of the calves but not the other, Dave took us back to his place and showed us his farm and house, very nice and knowledgeable neighbors! We look forward to spending more time learning from Dave and Linda.

Sunday afternoon we had scheduled to have lunch with our other neighbor Sheri, the original owner of the land on Stagecoach Springs road. We planned to meet a local restaurant but when we called Sheri to confirm the time she said the restaurant was closed but had a backup plan. Sheri’s daughter-in-law was making us lunch at her house, gotta love the hospitality of small town America!  She made Elk stew and banana bread for us and it was awesome!

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Cowboy Dave’s other dog, Arrow.
Black Hills National Forest is just across the road from our property.
Inside Custer State Park.

Random pictures of the property.

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Monday 14th: We had the morning free so we had breakfast at the hotel and then parked the car on the west side of town and took a tour of downtown Custer. We love this little town!

Pensacola has Pelicans on every corner, Custer has Bisons!

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Downtown Custer.

After touring the downtown area we stopped in at Subway for some sandwiches for lunch on the property. We met with the power guy at noon who gave us an idea what it’s going to take to get power to the build site. We have some work to do!

Then we stopped by to say our goodbyes to Dave and Linda and our other neighbor at the top of Stagecoach Springs Road, Cathleen before heading back to town to get ready for our trip back to reality early Tuesday. Our flight left Denver at 1:15 and it’s a little over a 5-hour drive from Custer so we really needed to rest up and get an early start.

Tuesday 15th: We got on the road just after 5:00 am and we made the trip back to Denver with plenty of time to spare. If we had brought Elvis with us, we’re not sure we would have left!

Wednesday 16th: Back to work, Boo!

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