In the summer of 2014, Stéphane and I drove across the country to move him to Michigan for graduate school. And these are the Badlands. Rugged hills, sharp pinnacles, backdropped against each other until you can’t tell where one ridge ends and another begins. Without a bit of contrast, even the photographs are difficult to decipher, let alone them in person. Desert hills, they seem, with little vegetation. As far as the eye could see.
Of course, they aren’t void of life. Bighorn sheep, prairie dogs, bison and plenty of plant life does exist and actually thrives here.
All in all, we drove from Seattle to Minneapolis where I flew back to the PNW. On the way, we went through Spokane, Coeur d’Alene, Montana, Yellowstone, the Black Hills, Wall, the Badlands, Pierre and Sioux Falls before arriving in Minnesota. It was an incredible journey filled with many adventures, amazing sights and much time together.