Storms west, wind from north. I decided to forgo Yellowstone, in high tourist traffic season. Mostly, I was tired of Nebraska. So I decided to head north and pick up my 1973 route: Badlands, Rapid City, and the more direct route to Spokane.
Weather fatigue more than anything.
Terrain seemed to change as soon as I left Valentine: open plains rather than sandhills, even before crossing into South Dakota. Casino at border, with much bigger sign than SD's "great faces great places."
Continued my Weather Channel ready TV show, "Storm Dodger" as I outpaced another threat apparently headed my way.
And I've seen so many small towns proclaiming their sports prowess on signboards, it was neat to see tiny White River give equal space to their state champion one act plays!
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