A Day at Mount Rushmore

Actually (as Trevor would say) it was half a day because we got rained out at lunch time. The morning was bright and beautiful but, as you can probably see above George Washington, the storm clouds were moving in. As we ate lunch the rain started. At first it looked like the Presidents were crying, but after 10 minutes or so of cloudburst, it looked like they were victims in some slasher movie. Great dark streams smeared their faces.

I'm standing with Adam, my son-in-law, who has been kind enough to do most of the driving on this trip.

I'm not sure Tyson and Trevor thought looking at big stone faces was much of a big deal. They couldn't wait to get back to the swimming pool at the hotel.