Today is overcast and cool. It’s early afternoon and barely 60 degrees! Summer isn’t over yet – it’ll be back in the 80s tomorrow – but this is one sure sign that it won’t last forever. Living someplace with honest-to-god seasons is going to be a novelty, too. In the PNW, our temperatures would cool and the rainy season would kick in come fall, but it was rarely anything too dramatic. Last Thanksgiving it was 65 degrees. Any random July day could be 65 degrees. Pretty mild climate all things considered, which I’m sure is one of the draws. If you don’t mind getting wet.
Out here on the Great Plains, though? Let’s just say I’d better start shopping for a good pair of snow boots.
Fortunately the weather this past weekend was nice, which made for ideal camping conditions. Our destination was Sheridan Lake, just one of many spectacular bodies of water in the Black Hills.
We had the perfect spot, too. There were just enough trees (the ever-present Ponderosa pines) to provide shade, and while we weren’t right next to the water, it was only a stone’s throw away.
Our first evening, we cooked bratwursts and beans over the campfire, enjoyed tasty adult beverages, and listened to music. Caught a pretty spectacular sunset, too:
Which was rivaled only by the next morning’s sunrise.
Saturday, after breakfast, we hiked the Centennial Flume Trail, but didn’t have a very reliable map and because it branches off in several different directions, we ended up cutting our hike short at just over three miles. Which was probably just as well, because it was warming up by then and we had Bloody Marys to drink back at the campground!
Our second night was a repeat of the first, only we had ribeye steaks and corn on the cob, and we played a game of Cribbage. We’d actually forgotten some food at home, so we ended up running back to the apartment at one point. Good thing it’s only a half-hour drive away. When we returned to camp the sky was growing dark and ominous, and we actually had to duck inside the tent for a few minutes. But after a few rumbles of thunder, some gusty winds, and a brief smattering of raindrops, the sky cleared and it went back to being perfect.
Sunday we decided to give our hike another go after learning which way to go, but this time we hit the trail super early – 6:30. It was nice and cool and the morning light on the lake was stunning.
The hike itself is pretty interesting. The Flume Trail follows the path of the Rockerville Flume, which carried water along a 20-mile stretch for placer gold mining operations in the 1880s. After dropping into the Spring Creek Canyon, the trail climbs high into the hills above, and you can see the crumbled remains of the flume itself, as well as a couple of abandoned tunnels. Warning: it’s not for the faint of heart, as the trail is pretty narrow in a couple of spots and it’s a LONG way down, plus you’re scrambling over rocks. But the views are worth it.
We were back at camp by 9:30, and enjoyed a nice leisurely breakfast and read books for a couple of hours before it was time to break down camp and head home. All in all it was a great weekend getaway, and we can’t wait to do some more camping next summer! I figure things will be a little less hectic then since, you know, we won’t be busy planning this big 1,250-mile cross-country move.
6 thoughts on “Spot 68: Pretty Great”
Truly beautiful sunrise and sunset. How cool to see a miner’s entrance. Is it blocked off so people don’t go inside?
Actually, no – it was open, and we went inside. But despite a wooden board on the ground, there was standing water about a foot deep so we didn’t venture too far. Pretty cool to see, though!
Mark, that’s one of the things I began to miss after living in Florida for 20 years, the change of seasons. For me, as I got older (in my mid-40’s) I started to yearn for something other than constant palm trees, sunshine and heat. In as much as I don’t enjoy summer, I can appreciate it because I know that eventually Fall, Winter and Spring will come. LOVE the seasons!
Your camping trip sounded and looked faaaaaaaaaaaaabulous! WONDERFUL photographs! Sheridan Lake looks gorgeous! Both the sunset AND sunrise are stunning. WOW!
I am soooooooooo looking forward to seeing photographs of Fall and Winter in your new home this year. I bet they’ll both be fantastic!
I HEAR YOU! 9 of the first 14 years of my life were spent in Hawaii, so by the time we first moved to South Dakota in 1983 I was more than ready for seasons. And I still am! I can’t wait to see what fall and winter bring!
Will Big Foot be prowling around up there ? I hear he comes back down to winter in the Everglades.
Good question. He usually hangs out in the PNW, but maybe he got tired of the cost of living there, too.