Another travel day today. Back on the road headed east again. I had a terrible running workout, thinking I could do a longer speed workout after all the hiking and running I've been doing the last 7 days. Needless to say, it went terrible. I hung in there for ~75% of the volume, but at a much slower pace before pulling the plug.
We went to the another bakery in Lander after I tried one yesterday before leaving town. A good sweet roll, if not cardamom like advertised.
Much of the first ~3 hours of the car ride was running the high plains to Casper. Not much between the Wind River corridor and there. I don't even know if we passed a proper town. Always pretty amazing to drive through and truly understand the vastness of the interior/high plains.
We admittedly just drove the outskirts of Casper, so maybe they have a nice downtown and neighborhoods, but it seems like kind of a crummy town. Sprawled out, centered around the car, existing because of oil.
Zig Zagged down I-25 a little before cutting across again on back highways (US 18 in this case). "Lusk" was a bit of an outpost, before another massive stretch without services. Something like 90 miles before there was a gas station, food, etc. Pretty crazy.
The temps also became quickly atrocious outside. Our car read 100 by mid-afternoon. Can't imagine how the cattle (or any other living thing for that matter) feel when they are out there under the beating sun without and pray of shade for the entirety of the day.
Soon enough, we crossed over the state line and the Black Hills rose before us once again. It was a good last ~40 minute drive from Edgemont to Custer State Park where we were staying for the night. The black hills maybe don't have quite the elevation of the Rockies, but they are still gorgeous in their own right.
I ended up messing up the camping reservation. I thought I had booked for Legion Lake, right across the street from Legion Lake, but I must have gotten kicked over to a different campground as I booked it.
We got Dash out for a swim in the lake before heading 12 min down the road to Blue Bells campground, which was nice, if not on water. They were out of firewood at the store, but I collected enough downed wood from the woods to make a fire to cook a dinner of brats, baked beans, and veggies wrapped in tinfoil, followed by smores for dessert. Another great camp meal to cap off the day.
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