I thought I was out of new places I could drive to for photo trips. Then I remembered that when we took a family trip to Mount Rushmore a few years ago it was only about a six-hour drive, which is currently the outer limits of what I'm willing to do on a long weekend.
There were national parks and monuments in the area I hadn't visited yet. My lovely wife was willing to let me take the weekend after Thanksgiving to go. And Taryn even offered to come, but I didn't think weather conditions in Wyoming and South Dakota in late November were likely to be enjoyable for a nine-year-old girl. Or for me, for that matter.
But I went anyway, and Devils Tower was my first stop.
The formation peeks at you a couple of times on the drive in. But it wasn't until I got to the parking area at its base and really drank it all in that I was able to appreciate it. And honestly, the sight made me a little queasy. It was like my brain couldn't really grasp the information my eyes were sending it.
Belle Fourche River further supports that notion.