The opinions expressed herein are the personal opinions of the author and are not related to or represent the views of my employer.We visited Bear Country on Friday. It’s a drive-thru zoo where you can observe animals that are native to South Dakota from the safety of your car. I wasn't too impressed. The older I get the less captivated I am with animals in captivity (yes – corning pun intended).
Friday afternoon we went to Beautiful Rushmore Cave. The name didn’t oversell it. It was truly beautiful and a tad dangerous. There was a low hanging mineral composite (rock) that stabbed into the air immediately overhead as people made their way up a steel ladder. It was aptly named “Headache Rock”. We were all forced to take an oath to call it by name if by chance we were to strike our head against it lest some other profanities would slip out and scorch little ears accompanying the group.
Yes I hit (impaled, lacerated, flayed, bashed) my head. No I didn't keep my promise.
Not to worry moms my select profanities were muffled under my breath.
Here are some pics:
Thought from Friday: The only person to hear my colorful vocabulary was God and he even winced when my impaling on Headache Rock took place.
I've got to ask... National Treasure?
Posted by: Joel Frederick | 2008.07.08 at 06:20
Oh absolutely. The City of Gold has been turned into a theme gift shop. I bought a City of Gold magnet.
Posted by: Scott | 2008.07.08 at 12:47