The next day was the best day of the trip (except for my damp boots). Like a blessing in disguise, I lost the handle to my fishing reel so all I was going to do all day was ride, and ride I did.
I left my windshield in the tent so I could finally enjoy the breeze.
I enjoyed the sights.
The real highlight of the day (and the trip) was riding Iron Mountain Road. I had ridden it before but never when it was so open and deserted. Without people in front of me, I could go at my own pace (which is to say "not slow"). I rode it back and forth 3 times in a row!!! I've ridden the Tail of the Dragon (blog post here), which I believe is more technical but I find Iron Mountain Road to simply be more fun. By the way, check out the gas prices in the first photo below.
I love how the tunnels frame Mount Rushmore.
Sadly, all good things must end and I had to pack up my campsite and head out if I was going to make it to the Badlands for sunset.
I'll wrap up tomorrow with the ride home.