Our daughter moved to Pennsylvania for a new start. I travelled with her from Oregon to St. Louis and caught a flight back to Portland. We had lots and lots of time together over the six days. First we headed to Idaho and stayed at Three Island Crossing State Park. Not exactly how we usually camp, but it worked ok being the only tent among RV’s. Then we headed to Yellowstone ~~ a first for both of us.
We were going to hike until there was a grizzly sighting within a mile of us. We just hung around and enjoyed sunset at one of the viewpoints.
The following day, we headed to Theodore Roosevelt National Park in North Dakota. It marked my last continential US state.
The following morning, we hiked the Notch Trail.
Leaving the Badlands, we headed to Artesian SD. This is where my great-grandparents settled in 1910. While on the phone with my dad, we drove dirt roads until we could go no further, squeezed under barbed wire, trespassed, tripped over stuff and got prickly hitchhiker things all over us in immense winds.
Then onto Stone State Park where I hiked alone and got all mixed up. Sarah came to my rescue.
Our last night was at Mark Twain State Park.
Our last day was spent in St. Louis finishing off at the Morgan Street Brewery.