We took a slightly different route back up to the Black Hills than the one that the kids and I had taken on our way down. It still had it's boring stretches but wasn't nearly as bad. Or maybe it just seemed better because it was first thing in the morning rather than at the end of a long day!
Crazy Horse monument is quite a complex. I didn't really know what to expect and didn't really know anything about it other than it wasn't finished and it was near Mount Rushmore.
I think we all left there with very mixed feelings. It's huge. Really huge. Way bigger than Mount Rushmore. The story of how it came to be commissioned is very interesting but I felt like important pieces of the story were missing and not disclosed in the informational video.
Even as a kid I remember thinking Mount Rushmore was probably a lot cooler when it was a natural mountain and the same applied to Crazy Horse, even more so because it's so huge a lot of the mountain is being blasted away.
Since I've been home I've been reading a little bit here and there about the monument and the support (or lack there of) from tribal leaders and tribe members across the nation, about Crazy Horse himself and his life/beliefs and the whole thing seems very convoluted.
I'm glad we saw it, but I don't think we'll be in any hurry to go back.
We had dinner and spent the night in Hill City that night.
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