Alien Molestations

Today we set out to do what we came here to do: RIDE!

But first we had to get up, and in doing so, we discovered that our plan of putting the snorers in one cabin and the non-snorers in the other didn't work so well. The snore-cabin housed Mark, Rob, Tim, Brett and Bill were in one cabin, with the bunks in the front room and the queen in the back. In that group was a master-snorer who forced some of the less proficient snorers to wear earplugs.

In the other cabin, the one with the queen room in the front and bunks in the back, we had Paul and Amanda in the queen and me, my brother and Scot in the back. But ... there was a snorker among us.

Fortunately I had earplugs and could endure it until the sun came up, at which point I went out and bid adieu to Ron, camped next to us, as he packed up and puttered down the road on his GS. BTW Ron ... your exhaust is WAY loud and not worth the 2 extra MPG. Just sayin.






The cabins worked great. We paid $54 (or so) each for three nights of lodging. Can't beat that. But they have a flaw, in that the latches and doors transmit sound everywhere. It is impossible to not make noise when getting up to pee, turning over in bed, etc. We woke Paul and Amanda every time we had to go through their queen room to get in/out of the cabin. In retrospect, had we known the cabins were different, we would have swapped so Paul and Amanda would be in the back.


Breakfast was at the KOA chuck wagon which a dad and a kid ran. I think he had three kids, and while the prices were a little high for South Dakota, the food and service was excellent! We also had some discussions with the guys running the place and they were always happy to stop by and have a chat with us. We even got to borrow a garage with a flat concrete floor to help listen to Scot's FZ1 for a chain rattle and then adjust it.




After breakfast we went west, then north, to Devil's Tower. We took our time and hiked around it, mosied around, passed a bunch of Harleys, and then took the backroads to Spearfish Canyon.








Yeah ok I was wrong, in yesterday's post I wrote that we did Spearfish Canyon but we actually did it the day we went to Devil's Tower. Bite me, I'm not Orwellian enough to revise that entry.

 Back at the KOA we continued where we had left off the previous night, with beer, bourbon, lies and more damn lies.

We did not get any photos of the alien molestation. But Mark found a previously molested rattlesnake.