While the beaver adorned the campground's welcome sign, rabbits were the main attraction at this quaint South Dakota campground. -- Photo by Pat Bean
Come journey with me through South Dakota for awhile as I relive my explorations of the state during the fall of 2008.
“The world has different owners at Sunrise … Rabbits and blackbirds have the lawns; a tortoise-shell cat who never appears in daytime patrols the brick walls, and a golden-tailed pheasant glints his way through the iris spears.” — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Travels With Maggie
Maggie and I settled in for a week at the Beaver Lake Campground so as to have time to explore the nearby sights. Located three miles west of Custer in the eye of the Black Hills and just 25 miles from Mount Rushmore, this delightfully rustic campground couldn’t have been more perfect for my needs.
There were brown rabbits
And there were white rabbits
There was also a waterslide, but since I was visiting after Labor Day, summer’s last hurrah, it was closed for the season. The friendly campground owners’ other family enticement, however, was still available for viewing. A colony of rabbits freely roamed the campground. The park owner said he wanted to provide something kids could enjoy watching and released a few. Of course you know what rabbits do.
I guess I’m still a kid because I did enjoy the bunnies ‘ visits outside my RV, especially in the mornings when I sat drinking my cream-laced coffee while my sleep-in canine companion, Maggie, snored the morning away.
Travel is all about knowing when to hit the road and when to stay put. Thankfully, I usually get this right.
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