It occurred to us that the Badlands rock formations look like the most interesting bits of a mountain range--the dramatic peaks, steep cliffs, and deep chasms--but all up close and packed together, rather than distant, high vistas. We didn't dilly dally much for pictures or deep contemplation that morning; with a week's practice under our belts, we're pretty good at packing up and moving out, so we were on the road early.
Leaving South Dakota just after lunch, we started making our way through Minnesota, which consisted of corn, corn, and more corn (see above). There were red barns interspersed and some silos, too. If you look closely in the relatively poor picture below, you can see one such classic Americana scene. There weren't many notable places to stop along I-90, and we were on a bit of a mission to make it across the Mississippi River, so please forgive the hasty photos.
Given the pleasing, if monotonous, scenery, we kept ourselves entertained by listening to Tina Fey's Bossypants on audiobook. She kept us laughing as we crossed two state lines and two major rivers: the Missouri and the Mississippi. That night, we camped on Goose Island on the eastern shores of the Mississippi and took in a magnificent sunset before preparing dinner and settling in beside the campfire. (Added bonus: the large family camped nearby blasting, and singing along to, the Grease soundtrack until well after sunset.)
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