|Crazy Horse model|
I decided to visit Crazy Horse rather than Mt. Rushmore and the presidents.
They have set up a bike trail along an abandoned railway that runs through the town of Custer and up to the Crazy Horse Monument, about six miles away. (it also goes another 100 miles or so in either direction, but I didn't explore that part of it) The trail is beautiful, running through pine-scented valleys and the weather was perfect.
|Along the Mickelson bike trail|
As a bonus, when you get to the monument, the entrance fee is only $5; half of what it is if you are in a car. I spent a couple of hours in the park. I watched the movie of how the monument got started. (The sculptor started work back in 1948, his family has taken over the project since his death. I have no idea when they plan to finish - it may well go into the next generation.) I looked at the museum. I admired the finished portion of the project. I bought a llama wool jacket. (Probably not the smartest thing to do if you don't want to wear it home and you're on a bike, but I managed with the help of the back rack...)
Once I finished looking around, between the walking and the ride, my legs were a bit tired. I was not looking forward to the ride back to camp, but need not have worried. That gentle incline I rode up? On the way back, I didn't have to hardly pedal at all. I pedaled easily or coasted all the way back to town. Now, THAT'S a way to end a bike ride!