I had enjoyed my brief time thoroughly in the Black Hills of South Dakota, and in the spirit of seeking out winding roads I had not yet driven, I took a different way out of Deadwood then I came in. Driving west out of the Black Hills into Wyoming was a delight, with few other vehicles present, sweeping corners galore, and oh the lush scenery! It was wonderful to see these sacred lands, and I took pleasure in thinking that it is only about a five hours drive north of my hometown of Fort Collins. One day I’ll be back, maybe for the annual Sturgis Motorcycle Rally. Check out more photos of Highway 85 here.
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