We turned off the Interstate to visit The Badlands. From the flats arose a strange moon-like landscape which almost defies description. Speed was restricted, and lets face it, why would you want to flash by such an interesting area? The road through the Park was sublime - no wind, perfect temperature and amazing scenery.
After a good rest and cold drink we forged on and rode through Grand Rapids en-route to Mt. Rushmore. Again, it was so hot it made riding uncomfortable (101 degrees F, 38 degrees C). We stopped at the tourist trap of Keystone for lunch.
A couple of old, weathered bike riders were also sitting out and one said that he quite admired our old BeeEm. I said she was a Moto Guzzi, a 1975 model. He said to his mate, "Well, golly, I thought it was a BM. Looks like we've just had us an ed-u-cation". I cracked up laughing.