Saturday and Sunday
Saturday was a fun day.  We woke up early to get out of the horrible campground and headed to the corn palace.   They are renovating this year so the palace was not it's usual beautiful showcase.  There was also a carnival going on with food vendors and art tents so the town was not easily accessible.  We did however get to see several large pieces of art work done with the corn.  It was very lovely and interesting.  One of the pictures I will post is the chalk drawing of where the different colors of corn are to be placed. 
After the corn palace we headed to Chamberlain, SD.  WE saw they had an Episcopal church there that we could attend.  They did not have Sunday services but had a 5:30 Saturday night service.  When we arrived in this small town, we could not find the church using the GPS.  We went up and down the block with no luck so finally Chris called the priest.  We were looking on N. Main instead of South Main.  You can' trust the GPS.  Anyway, when Father Kim called Chris they got to talking and....well...Kim asked Chris to preach at the service.  This was about 2:00pm.  We checked into our campsite which was right on the Missouri river and Chris worked on his sermon.  Finally we headed to the little church and arrived about 30 minutes early.  The church was very old and in much need of repair.  There were a total of 8 people for the service, Father Kim, his granddaughter,4 parishioners, and the two of us.  One lady was the organist, altar guild, chalice bearer, and reader.  Her husband was the other reader.  The other couple were celebrating their 63rd anniversary.  Someone asked Father Kim if he could say a special prayer for them.  It took him by surprise and he was trying to find one in the prayer book so Chris volunteered to say one.  Fr. Kim had all of us come forward and lay hands on the couple while Chris prayed.  It was very special.  The couple had been married in that church 63 years ago.  Fr. Kim never went to seminary.  He was raised up within the church and made a non-stipendiary  priest.  He serves 7 congregations in a 100 mile radius.  Before we left he offered Chris a job.  They are looking for a retired priest to live in the rectory and serve the parish. I am sure that God is not calling us to South Dakota.  I have not been that bad.

Saturday
Today we experienced the Badlands.  I had no idea what to expect.  One minute you are driving along grasslands and the next minute you are looking at peaks, gullies, and buttes.  The only way to really describe it is that it is like being in the bottom of the grand canyon looking up but without the beautiful colors.  Frank Lloyd Wright in 1935 wrote "I've been about the world a lot and pretty much over our own country but I was totally unprepared for that revelation called the Dakota Bad Lands...What I saw gave me an indescribable sense of mysterious elsewhere...an endless supernatural world more spiritual than earth but created out of it."  That is better than I could say it. 
It was so beautiful and then...Chris just had to push the envelope.  The ranger told us that if we continued past the paved road at the end of the park, we would see bison and mountain sheep.  I asked if it was ok to take a motorhome.  He told us it was up to how we felt about driving on gravel.  So we went on the last gravel road I will ever go on.  We traveled at 7-9 miles an hour and the poor RollinACE rattled and rattled till I was sure every screw would come out.  We did see two bison about a half mile away visible only through our binoculars.  We saw several of the mountain sheep but the best view was the prairie dogs.  They were everywhere popping their heads out of the holes.  There were hundreds of them and Millie was about to go crazy watching them through the windows. 

We are now in Wall, SD.  We will stay here two nights.  I cannot post photos on this blog but I can add anyone to my photostream list if you are not on Facebook. 
Peace my friends, Barbara