September 30, 2017
Waking up this morning it was a sad day, for it was time to
say goodbye to the Badlands. I admit at first, they did not seem that great to
me, but slowly I learned to love them. They will be missed, but on a positive
note, at least I got to shower last night. Departing the Badlands, we headed to
a nearby missile silo visitor center, and it was here I thought we stumbled
onto our next mystery. Upon picking up a red phone a voice started talking to
me, this was strange because the phone was attached to nothing. Questions
started racing through my head, how was this strange man and what does he want
from me? Could it be that villainous looking bus driver. Well after
investigating deeper it turned out just to be a recording of a man giving
information about the missiles. My bad, no mystery here. Leaving this
disappointment behind we stop for a short break to gather supplies and eat
lunch before heading to a place called Mount Rushmore. This place had mystery
written all over it, I mean a steep path leading u to a gate house that guarded
for giant heads. It was like something out of Narnia. My first question was,
who were these giant heads? Great Warriors? Alien? Gods? I did not know. The
answer to this question came from a little man who looked like a malnourished
cowboy. He said he name was Sean and he spoke in great length s about one of
the heads. He called it “Teddy” and told tales of its accomplishments. It was
then I realized what this all was, it was a temple to these heads and this
hungry looking cowboy must be one of its priests. Its best to trend carefully
and show no disrespect, who knows that those heads might do it they get
offended. Breath fire on us, or even devour us whole. So as soon as we politely
could we made our get away and carried on to ur next destination, Wind Cave. We
set up camp on its outskirts and fed well. For tomorrow we will delve into its
depths and see what mysteries lie within.’
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