And It Only Took Us Four Weeks To Get Through...

So we drove north from Custer, through Hill City, passing signs for Nemo, Silver City and Mystic, and finally making our way through Deadwood and out the northern side of the Black Hills. After four weeks in South Dakota we made the lunge and decided to jump the border, to get out while we could. Enter onto the stage…Wyoming.



Our first stop in Wyoming was Keyhole State Park, adjacent to Keyhole Reservoir and just a hop, skip and jump from Devil’s Tower.









It was a nice enough park, nestled snugly between large swathes of dry grassland, kind a like an oasis in the desert. There were no showers or flush toilets, but there were lots of swimming spots all around the reservoir. And herd upon herd of pronghorn scattered all across the open grassland. I guess seeing pronghorn in this area of the country is no different than seeing white tailed deer on the eastern side of the U.S. But the fact remains that the east coast doesn’t have pronghorns so no matter how common they are here, I’m still impressed with their presence. Unfortunately they are also extremely skiddish, alert and watchful so snapping a decent picture of them (especially with our entry level camera) is nearly an impossible task. Actually the closest I got to one at all was lying dead on a rock slab along a trail we were walking. It wasn’t as gross as you would imagine a decapitated pronghorn to be and I actually got a couple real cool shots but I’ll spare you some of the gore and only show the least offensive ones.