After leaving the Badlands, Dan and I (along with Tindra) spent the next few days in and around Custer, SD. This was Tindra’s last trip with us and we were so grateful that we had this time with her. The magical views of the Black Hills National Forest never do get old. The Black Hills get their name from the Lakota Sioux, “Paha Sapa”, meaning the hills are black. From a distance, the hills of this area do appear black due to the towering Ponderosa Pine forest; however, up close, these forests are teeming with color.
Needles Highway is another favorite of mine. Completed in 1922, the highway is named after the needle-like granite rock formations that were carved over many years by erosion. Such beauty is found in this area and surprises are noticed around every turn.
We camped out for the week, but decided to move into a log cabin when a snow storm hit the area leaving 3-4” of the fluffy white stuff. The snow blanketed the Pines in the Black Hills creating a peacefulness that I will never forget… A Time to Love.