David and I left everyone behind as we headed out to Sioux Falls, South Dakota. We had to get to Costco to pick up my Cymbalta. We figured we could get there and pick it up, then meet the rest of our caravan on Highway 90.
As we were getting back on the highway from the hotel I could see the Missouri River. We were well on our way by 7:40.
This was supposed to be the day of seeing new things. Well at least for some of us. Our friends, Steve and Nancy, had told us about this really cool place called Mammoth Site in Hot Springs, South Dakota. Since we were kind of going to be in the area because we were going to Mt Rushmore and Crazy Horse we thought we could squeeze it in too.
Well if you have been following along you would have noticed that things don’t seem to always go as planned for us.
I started my morning off by writing my blog I should have written the night before. David had brought me breakfast, so I could get it done before I had a couple of adorable little girls come to visit their Oma.
They were both very concerned about the clock that was blinking. I would have set it but I wasn’t sure what time it was with the Day Light Savings. I now have all our electronics at the right time, including my fitbit which has been wrong since we left Alaska time zone.
On this beautiful Sunday morning in Watson Lake we stopped to look at the license plate forest. It was around 9:30. We are getting off earlier than we have.
The license plate forest has grown over the years that I have lived in Alaska.
The Sign Post Forest, a world famous attraction was started in 1942 by a homesick U.S. Army G.I., Carl K. Lindley of Danville, Il., Company D, 341st Engineers. While working on the Alaska Highway, he erected a sign here pointing the way and stating the mileage to his hometown. Others followed his lead and are still doing so to this day. On July 20, 1990, Olen and Anita Walker of Bryan, Ohio placed the 10,000th sign. Carl K. Lindley and his wife visited the site in 1992, 50 years after his first post was erected.
Last Saturday I went to an Iditarod Party that a friend of ours holds every year. He is one of the Trail Guards. They clean out an area for him by the trail. It is a great place to go and watch the dog sleds go by. I took tons of photos and it has taken me a week to get them processed.