Black Hills Canyons

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Rock and pines under ever changing skies

The Hennessey boys, big and little, have enjoyed bike trips to the Black Hills since way back. They reminisce about the winding roads, challenging hills and camaraderie on the trail, and over the last few days I've relived, not for the first time, Bob's favorite highlights of many motorcycle adventures.

Bridal Veil Falls

Yesterday morning after breakfast we drove the short distance from Nemo to Sturgis, riding through spectacular Vanocker Canyon. I felt some of the thrill of those exciting rides as the little red Corvette hugged the road and navigated the hills and curves. We met many Harleys as well as hundreds of Mustangs driving the other way from the Labor Day rally in Sturgis. I hung my head out the window to take pictures, missing (for an instant only) the height of the Traverse I enjoy on many of our drives.

We gassed up in Sturgis, skipping the famous Motorcycle Museum, and headed toward Deadwood via Boulder Canyon, where every turn reveals more beauty. After lunch in Deadwood, we travelled to Spearfish in Spearfish Canyon, stopping twice along the way. Bridal Veil Falls is a trickle at this time of year, but vehicles were parked across the highway and iPhones were clicking.

Views of the hills in the changing light, in sun and shadow, linger in my mind along with the fresh smell of the pines. It was a perfect day.