The Black Hills

We made it to Hill City with blue skies but a big black storm cloud following us. We decided on another cabin, not the tent. In my opinion, a well-made decision ;o)

Rboy ran out to the van and to get our dice game. The squeals and yells you hear are because we were getting hit by the thumb-nail sized hail. It was coming down hard and the wind was blowing it in sideways. The storm, from start to finish, .. maybe 20 minutes including the blow-in. Crazy!