Journeys: SEND IT - August 8th - Bozeman, MT/Devil's Tower, WY

We were in no rush to leave Montana, but still arrived at Devil's Tower plenty early. As we entered Wyoming I kept my eyes glued to the horizon, expecting to see the tower looming in the distance. I was finally rewarded once we had turned off of the interstate and were heading north on route 14 east. Like City of Rocks, Idaho, Devil's Tower seems to be a freak of nature. Flat prairie stretches for miles in all directions, then suddenly a huge 900 foot tall rock tower shoots up from the prairie floor like an eternal prairie dog. We pulled into the KoA and camped with masses of bikers bound for the huge motorcycle rally in Sturgis. As I lay in the tent reading while the sun went down, I could not help, but to be shocked that tomorrow was the last climb of the trip. The past four weeks had flown by and we would soon be back on the east coast, back to the daily grind. This has been a special trip.