The day began as usual a dawn, this time with a very nice breakfast at a small local cafe in Hot Springs. I again started at the back after a leisurely breakfast and took up a relaxed pace with some strong but mellow riders. First we rode about 40 miles through Wind Cave National Park with some beautiful rolling grasslands climbing about 2 ,800 feet into the Black Hills. As we climbed I kept thinking about this beautiful land that was sacred to the people who lived here for thousands of years before white men arrived. I stopped at one point, thinking about Ed, best man at my wedding who recently passed away and my friend Steve who taught me to meditate, for a very powerful silent meditation among the towering natural monuments all around me.
I will have pictures tomorrow and write more about these Black Hills when roommate Charlie downloads his pictures because my phone camera couldn't do them justice.
Meanwhile I have some pictures of the first 40 miles.
My friend Randy from San Francisco who rides with a helmet mounted camera. He has promised to edit and make what should be a great video. |
The grasslands and fir trees of the rolling hills leading up to the Black Hills |
It looks wonderful! It sounds like you are making great friends and having a ball - can't wait to hear all of the tales!
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