Hello again,Gentle Readers. We (Stacy Lyn’s Traveling Socks) are here again to tell you about Stacy Lyn’s favorite spot in South Dakota – the Black Hills.
Yes, we know that they are famous for Rocky Raccoon, Mount Rushmore, and Crazy Horse. But they are so much more.
Let us explain.
Norm and Stacy Lyn rested and played in Sturgis at night, but during the day, they poked around the Black Hills to indulge in the splendor that the hills offered.
They drove south from Sturgis to the Crazy Horse Monument, which is yet unfinished and (we believe) likely will not be completed in Stacy Lyn’s lifetime. (Though Stacy Lyn has opined that she is not going to die, therefore she will return one day to see the finished statue.)
The white figure depicts how the memorial will look like once complete. Stacy really appreciates American Indian culture and heritage and thinks that turning this dream child into reality was a worthy way for sculptor Korczak Ziolkowski to spend his life. (A Navajo once told Stacy Lyn that she prefers the term “American Indian” rather than “Native American,” so we Socks decided to oblige.)
What is a trip to South Dakota without taking a look-see of Mount Rushmore? Yes, we realize that it was built just to attract tourists to the area, but guess what? It worked. (See us on Stacy Lyn’s hands? Just like at the Eiffel Tower, only a world and a lifetime away!)
The hills themselves were the most inspiring attraction in the area. Even if the monuments, the glitz of gold, the screaming pipes of Sturgis disappeared, the glory of the hills will remain.
Stacy Lyn stopped on the side of the road and picked up some gold for fools. It’s just as pretty, she thought. We wondered why somethings are considered valuable and others trash.
And of all the towns she and Norm visited, she loved Hill City the most. It comes quickly around a curve, and disappears even more rapidly than it appeared, so don’t blink!
So what do you think, Gentle Readers? Stacy Lyn won’t be traveling very much for the next few months. Winter is coming, and she prefers home when it’s cold outside and cozy in the house. We’ll see you next time she takes a trip!
I wish it was as easy for me to visit The Black Hills as it was for you, Socks…..I would love to visit so many landmarks in the USA, but I live a whole world away! Perhaps one day I will make it over there, but in the meantime, whenever Stacy Lynn travels, I would love you to share your adventures with her. ❤
Will do, Joanne. And perhaps one day we will be able to hop on down to your world, too. xo
The Black Hills have always fascinated me, too, Stacy; along with the Lakota and other First Nations (preferred term in Canada; to me, ‘Indians’ come from India, although I grew up using the term.) My mother’s parents met in North Dakota and married there, my oldest uncle and aunt on that side were born there, too; then they, along with my great-great grandparents and some siblings emigrated to Saskatchewan. I’ve always wanted to visit the Dakotas, though. Maybe one day . . .
Thanks for sharing your journeys and especially those photos; I doubt I will see the completed monument in this lifetime; maybe in another one, though . . .
By the way, I loved your autumn fishing and crochet post, but couldn’t leave a comment, so am telling you here. 🙂 Stay warm, my friend. ~ Linne
I really had a wonderful time on this trip, Linne – it’s a part of the USA that I had never visited before.
Staying warm here – quite temperate for December, As for you, YOU stay warm, ya hear? xo
Mariette's Back to Basics said:
That was another lovely trip that I too would like to make… One day maybe?!
Had to leave this comment quickly while nature called… All my daytime broadband has been used up, till tomorrow that is!
Sending you hugs and it’s back to my cozy French cotton terry duvet cover that we put on for the weekend. Feels good with the frost we are having right now; 2nd night and Monday it was almost 90s.
Crazy weather here in the South and oh so harsh for plants. Tender ones are inside the greenhouse but sadly so for 2 cold nights and it will be warm again. But no way you can drag them back and forth…
Yes, I agree, Mariette. My herbs took a beating too. On the other hand, my pansies are quite happy. xo
it’s been over 30 years since i was in the black hills – and saw the crazy horse mountain in its even earlier stages, then. i do hope they can realize that huge project, too!
His children have taken over the project. Maybe they will see the realization of his dream. xo