Hurrah! Mommy Nancy & I tried to get tickets for the Community Center Theatre's production of Wicked via the Lottery system last Satuday. Bombed. Standing there on line was like sort of a reverse Hunger Games scenario with the contestants feeling they would die if they did NOT get drawn. We didn't get drawn so went for a quick dinner then saw the v. excellent Best Exotic Marigold Hotel instead.
Pop forwardt to last night, Nancy got us tickets for Wicked! To top that, she told me my ticket was a pre-birthday present. Ooooo we loves the prezzies!
Loved the story of Wicked, which is the story of the witches of OZ, in particular, the pure and innocent one. Hey, hold on there Dorothy! No, the innocent was not Glinda, the so-called 'Good' witch, but Elphaba, known to us all as the Wicked Witch of the West. Once this version of the Oz tales is told, one will never watch Hollywood's The Wizard of Oz the same way again - and I mean, e-vah.
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I went into this play cold turkey, not even knowing the plot line - in fact, I had thought the story was about the Elphaba and her sister the Wicked Witch of the East, but that wasn't it exactly. telling the back story of the Wicked Witch of the West, who it turns out was not really wicked after all. She was a green-skinned, unloved daughter, and devoted caretaker of her crippled baby sister (the one that died when Dorothy Gale dropped a house on her). Loads of things about the Oz story were answered, all the way from the origins of the scarecrow, tin man and lion, to why she so desperately wanted the Ruby Slippers that Dorothy so famously took. Anyone who ever felt misunderstood has to love this musical.
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We're here! In the ensie tourist town of Keystone, South Dakota. The downtown area looks like something out of an episode of Gunsmoke - OK, an episode with a wider main street, but there is a nice wooden boardwalk. But never mind beautiful downtown Keystone, there is the very thing we traveled here to gawk at: Mt Rushmore National Monument!
We were there our first night in Keystone, but it was raining and foggy and we just got a distant look see - quite impressive, even under rainy conditions. The first two photos continues to amaze me. President Washington sports tear stained cheeks. What got the old guy down? Uh... well, actually, it just rained.
Can you find George?
Come on Georgie... can't be all that bad...
Really George, for an iPhone photo, it's not that bad!
That first evening we took a not-too-long drive to see another monument, an unofficial one, Crazy Horse. The following iPhone photo is kind of pathetic. It was raining and we didn't even properly enter the place. All we could see was the face of Crazy Horse atop his incomplete mustang mount.
Wondering what you were supposed to see here? Check out the next photo I got off the net
The background is the current state of the monument - only Crazy Horse's face is completed.
In the foreground is the statue as it will appear in some undisclosed day of the distant future.
The following morning , we trekked back, for a closer look at the national monument. It is so completely recognizable, it's seen everywhere in advertising and popular culture.
The monument itself has a great set-up. First you pay $10, which is good for parking at the monument, not just for a couple of hours, a day, or even a week - it's good for a full calendar year. Is that a bargain or what? Once parked you stroll down a long promenade.
Joann taking in the initial splendor of the Promenade
The Avenue of the Flags, features flags of all 50 states
The four fellows stood v. still for my shot here
At the end of the promenade, you find yourself facing a huge amphitheater, below you, and in the shadow of Rushmore. Every evening, a Park Ranger hosts the evening light up of Rushmore.
People lined up along the granite wall, just below which is the amphitheater
View of the Amphitheater below. If you look up, there's Rushmore!
Now, below that lofty view of Rushmore, to the side, are elevators that carry you down a level to the Mt. Rushmore exhibits.
The glass to the right overlooks the Amphitheater and a great
view of Rushmore. Above this level is the Avenue of the Flags
Mount Rushmore exhibits. Next door to this is a theater
with a showing on the construction of Rushmore's face
The exhibit explains how more than 90% of Rushmore was carved with dynamite!
And that last 10%...Well, talk about delicate work!
Alternate look for the mountain that was ultimately rejected in favor of the faces we all know and love.
My favorite carving is Teddy - I mean, there is no glass used,
but, still, you can see his spectacles - Bully!
For the afternoon, Joann went back to our hotel for some alone time, and I took off on an unfocused tour of the countryside. My conclusion... it is no wonder at all, why the Black Hills are sacred to the Lakota & Cheyenne tribes. The drive I took wound over hill, over dale ultimately ending up at the Custer State Park.
Loads of stunning outcroppings dotted the scenery
The rock formations in the Black Hills often look fairly deliberate, if not a little naughty.
I was blown away by this incredible, one-of-a-kind log bridge, I got to drive both under and over!
Will not be forgetting this little bridge any time soon.
A little memorial highway marker, with stones, probably as old as Rushmore
Something that seems to me now to say, "Black Hills" is the numerous tunnels, bored through solid rock.
For some reason the tunnels are all squared off.
Here is yet another tunnel, and I take you for a quick ride through it.
Lovely grassy meadows in the vicinity of Custer State Park
The cutiest little South Dakota ranch
What a beautiful area is the Black Hills, and I only saw a teensy bit
of it. Was terrifically impressed and hope to return and explore the
area further in the future.
Last, but not least, I thought I should share this example of how Mount Rushmore has permeated the National consciousness. HIT IT BOYS!
On the way to Devil's Tower, we spotted this genuine albino 'Push-me, Pull-you', seen on the left
When we checked out of our quaint & comfy motel in Hulette, we were rearing to go on our visit to Devil's Tower National Monument. Unlike yesterday evening's wet & dank weather, it was a under a bright and sunny sky we drove to the monument. Soon we were there, and before we could even reach it, we got to watch some good old fashioned Wyoming cattle wranglin', in the shadow of Devil's Tower.
Soon we were driving through the Devil's Tower Monument gates...
And staring up in awe at the massive pile of igneous rock that was once, and for all I know, still is, a sacred spot for the Lakota Sioux. There is no way to get a bad shot of this awesome bit of geology.
Many northern plain tribes call the structure 'Bears Lodge'
Close view of the tall granite structure
Geologic columnar form or bear scratches?.
Crow legend says the long striations were caused by a massive Grizzly bear. It had chased a pair of young & frightened Indian maidens. Devil's Tower shot up out of the flat ground, rising to hold the girls safely at its top. The angry giant bear jumped up to get at the rising girls, scratching as it slid down, in vain, to reach and kill the girls. Legend holds the maidens are still atop the mesa to this day. I will have to take the legend's word on that, cause I sure didn't want to climb that slippery rock to find them.
There is a little cabin, the Visitor's Center at the base of the tower.
Inside the Center - on the right you can see a portrait
of the monster bear, attempting to climb the Tower.
Now truthfully, before I even got out of the car for a visit at the Center, I was distracted by birdsong emanating from the trees in the center of the parking lot. There was a lovely spring Yellow Warbler male, singing his heart out. Myself, and another birder chased it around, our cameras in hand. Must have taken a zillion shots of the little bugger - here are a pair of them.
Yellow Warbler
A little morning birdsong
I was so thrilled to see the Tower! In my mind, as in the minds of most director Spielberg fans, the tower will always be connected to 1977 hit movie, Close Encounters of the Third Kind. While I know I would have sought out the tower without the movie, that it is connected to it, is the big, fat, extra-terrestrial cherry on my site visit. And the theme music to the movie? That was on my mind every second I was within eyeshot of Devil's Tower.
There was one other cool feature at the Monument; namely a field-full of Prairie Dogs.
Only thing missing from this Prairie Dog village are marauding Black-footed Ferrets and a few bison
Is that Alex over there?
OY! ALEX! ALEEEXXX, OVER HERE!
Talk about being photogenic.
Our morning visit drew to a close as we headed out of the Monument, our thoughts on our first visit ever to the little heralded state of South Dakota, and the even littler town of Keystone South Dakota.
After a short - short considering the rest of our marathon drives, 3 hour drive we arrived in Keystone South Dakota and checked into our motel. Then, not quite done in for the day, we took off again, to drive the few miles necessary to reach that other unforgettable pile of granite - Mount Rushmore. More on that tomorrow; but for now, some parting words from our little friend at Prairie Dog Flats.
Hurrah! Mommy Nancy & I tried to get tickets for the Community Center Theatre's production of Wicked via the Lottery system last Satuday. Bombed. Standing there on line was like sort of a reverse Hunger Games scenario with the contestants feeling they would die if they did NOT get drawn. We didn't get drawn so went for a quick dinner then saw the v. excellent Best Exotic Marigold Hotel instead.
