We head up into the Black Hills, down Spearfish canyon and stopped for lunch at Cheyenne Crossing. We like this area. Heidi lived in Colorado once and says this area has the same feel.
We score a great camp spot in the Black Hills. White Tail Court, camping, RV, motel, $12. The new owners are very friendly and the facilities are unbelievably clean. We ride across a footbridge over a creek to get to our campsite. We have the place all to ourselves. We pitch our tent right on the babbling brook. This is super. There are hiking trails here leading up into the hills. We devote two days for some mountain hiking and outdoor chillin.
A serious game of Gin: I'm starting to feel the Dharma, I think we both are. Our minds are freeing. We are focused only on our reality and what is important to us now, at this point in time. We find ourselves looking intensely into each others eyes while nearly bursting with emotion. We are falling more in love. We are discovering ourselves and each other, all over again, as if for the first time. This trip has already been a journey in more ways then one.