Mount Rushmore And A Bogus Return To Reality
Well, I had a very dichotomous day the day before yesterday. The doc I’m working for gave me the day off until 3 PM so I could leave Rapid City and go see Mount Rushmore and some of the other many attractions in the area. He recommended I see the Crazy Horse memorial also. I happily packed up my camera and Traveling Guck and put on some thermal underwear and went off to explore the beautiful Black Hills.
Mount Rushmore is about 25 minutes out from Rapid City and the view is very pretty. I stopped first to take some pictures of a mountain pass.
Then I drove on beautiful windy mountain roads, up and down until I got to Mount Rushmore. To get close to the monument you had to walk through a hall of flags.
Under the flags, and there they were, those four big heads chopped out of the mountain!
And here were just the heads:
They were a little bit more time worn than I remember as a kid. Those gray stains were definitely not there. We know not even mountains last forever.
A nice lady took a picture of me with Guck so I could send it to my daughter.
Here is a profile view as I left Mount Rushmore and headed to the Crazy Horse memorial, a gargantuan carving, that when finished, will be bigger than Mount Rushmore.
Here is a beautiful lake Guck and I encountered on the way to Crazy Horse:
Guck of course had to have his picture taken.
Here is a side view of the Crazy Horse Monument in profile. I thought it didn’t look like they’d gotten very much done, but Mom said they’ve made a ton of progress since she was last there.
Closer view of Crazy Horse’s profile:
The white sculpture behind Guck and me is what the Crazy Horse Monument is supposed to look like when it is finished. You can see the full sized work in progress in the background. Of course Guck insisted on this photo opportunity.
Guck found another photo opportunity in the Crazy Horse museum. I find he makes a lovely addition to the sculpture.
On the way home, we saw a beautiful overpass. I never thought I’d say an overpass was beautiful, but there’s a first time for everything.
I returned from my photography and sight-seeing trip feeling very relaxed and peaceful. Alas, at 3:00 when the nice doctor handed the call duty back to me, I was promptly slammed with patients and had to spend the night in the damn hospital, which was kind of a downer to my otherwise lovely day. But the trip was a great one, and maybe next time I’ll get to have my husband and daughter in tow.