We set out on a Friday morning for our week long road trip with the final destination of Mt. Rushmore. Things were going smoothly for the first hour. Then it happened. The worst thing in the world. A CHP pulled me over and claimed I was speeding. How could that be? I don't speed. I'll fight this one. Cruise control never lies. Anyway we were back on the road in no time until we hit a slight traffic jam. Finally, we got through that. We decided to stop for the night at St. George, Utah. Luckily, the next day all National Parks were free, so we explored Zion National Park and then drove to Bryce Canyon where we camped. It was amazing. We hiked down in the canyon. The next day we explored some more and also went to the Grand Staircase-Escalante National Park and saw the Devil's Garden. Then it was back on the road. We didn't get too far, only to a place called Salina. Early the next morning we drove through Colorado and Nebraska where we encountered a thunder storm and box turtles in the road. It was a bit scary not to be able to see the road while driving. We decided against camping. The next day we made it to South Dakota. Mt Rushmore is pretty Fantastic. That night we camped on a lake. The ranger warned us it was primitive camping. HA HA To me, primitive camping means no facilities. But to them it means a paved road and a nice smelling pit toilet. We sleep under a beautiful tree listening to the squirrels and owls. The next day we saw Crazy Horse, which is not yet completed. That night we camped at another "primitive" campground in the Black Hills. On our return trip I decided to drive out of the way to see the Devil's Tower. It was cool and I found out the real story behind it, not just close encounters. I know I keep saying this is my last road trip, but somehow I just can't stop.