We saw corn fields which were green, with a yellowish brown here and there where the stalks had dried; soybean fields were yellow and orange; sunflower fields with green, yellow, and of course the brown centers of the flowers.
Finally we reached the entrance to Mt. Rushmore National Memorial.
Mt. Rushmore was totally awe-inspiring. I couldn't believe the size of those faces carved in the mountainside! They were beautiful and actually brought tears to my eyes.
When we left Rushmore, we told Mabel to take us to Yellowstone National Park. That meant leaving South Dakota and entering Wyoming.
The countryside changed immediately. Gone were the flat cornfields; there were more and more huge hills; my ears popped as we climbed to higher elevations.
We saw a train pulling carloads of coal. Hubby loves trains, so he had to get a picture! We saw an even longer one later...I swear it stretched at least a half a mile.
By now it was 5:30 p.m. Mountain Time, but our internal clocks are still on Eastern Daylight Savings time...or 8:30p.m. We decided to stay the night in Buffalo, Wyoming. Just before pulling off the highway, we got our first good look at the REAL Rocky Mountains. What we've seen up to now have just been the foothills! As you can see below: a breath-taking sight!