DAY 49: Following the Bouncing Ball...Oh Wait...That's Chuck's Helmet..

DAY 49:  Spearfish, South Dakota - August 18, 2010

Ahhhhh......with laundry day behind us; and new trike tire day complete, we had time to actually cruise around Spearfish, South Dakota today!

FUNNY CHUCK SAYING FOR THE DAY:

"You know Liz, these mining men have lived here all their life......they have most likely never left this area and seen the world....why, I bet they've never even been in a Sears store."

One of our first stops today was by accident............turned out what appeared to be a cool road to a "summit" turned out to be an "Active Mine Area"......you know, where they blow stuff up!  That's what the BIG red sign behind us says, along with STAY OUT.....and as you can see by the picture above, we have wandered off the paved road and onto a dirt road, for which Chuck "moaned" the entire time.......ok ok.......so maybe he had a right to.....afterall, he had just washed the trike......but like I always say, you'll never see what you're not suppose to see if you don't wander off the beaten path!

We saw a couple gorgeous waterfalls.........

petted a cute dog......

















and then headed out of the canyons back into town.

Soon after arriving back into town, I feel Chuck wrestling around behind me (I figured he was just going after some more of his Sweet Tarts he has stashed back there...) when all of a sudden, I hear the most awful sound in the microphone earpiece of my helmet.........Now, I must stop here and say that I know it's not always "All About Liz", but I've got to tell ya, it felt like a bear had just wrestled the helmet away from Chuck and stomped on it.   I look in my side mirror just in time to see Chuck's helmet bouncing on the service road.........Fortunately, Chuck was still on the bike, but for some reason, he had taken his helmet off; intercom still connected to mine, and it slipped out of his hands....thus, what I was hearing was the sound of each bounce of the helmet as it hit the pavement.  OUCH!  I quickly made a U-turn as I see cars dodging the bouncing ball until it finally lands in the ditch.  Other than many, many new scratches and the intercom dangling vicariously from the side of the helmet, the helmet was still intact.

As punishment for dropping the helmet, I made him color my hair tonight (he's never done this before).......I think it turned out good, but halfway through drying it, I blew a breaker and now my blow dryer won't work, so I'm not completely
sure........You'll find out tomorrow.......