Wildlife, Landscapes, and Nature Photography
To The Badlands and Beyond
Natural wonders, wilderness, and wildlife await in the American West

I have been planning a trip to Colorado for months to attend my niece’s wedding and visit my mother. The plans have changed several times for assorted reasons. But I am excited to report that I will depart home tomorrow morning, with my targets on the American West.

The travel route will take me from home in Southeast Minnesota, west through South Dakota, and then southwest to the foothills of the Rocky Mountains in Colorado. In the Rocky Mountain State, I will rendezvous with my wife Kazumi, who will fly into Denver from Minneapolis, and my oldest son Nick, who will arrive from California. My two older brothers will drive from Minnesota to Colorado, too.

Over four days in Fort Collins, we will visit my mom several times, attend the reception dinner, the wedding, and the wedding reception. Knowing the parties involved, at least on the Runtsch side, we will celebrate and enjoy a joyous occasion together.

I expect to relish the time with spent family, as well as the groom and his family. But I have bookended the family-related hotel section of the trip with days of adventure.

On the way to Colorado, the wildlife and lunar-like landscapes of the South Dakota Badlands will thrill me. From there, I plan to ride a one-day bicycle tour to view the best of the wild animals and scenery of the state’s Black Hills, which are the tallest mountains in North America east of the Rockies.

Following the wedding, I will camp above 8,000 feet elevation for three nights in Rocky Mountain National Park. My wife will join me on the first night, taking hikes with me, and sampling S’mores, a favorite confection of American campers, young and old, before she flies home to Minnesota.

The main event in the Rockies will be to climb, by bicycle, from the campground at 8,000 feet (2,438 meters), to the park’s highest point accessible by road, at over 11,000 feet (3,353 meters). I tried to cycle down from that point on a family trip out west in 2001 but aborted the mission because of a fear of heights. Imagine riding a bike on a road with no shoulder, with a three-thousand-foot (914 meters) drop-off just to your right, and one foot (0.1 meters) away from your wheels.

If I abort the cycling mission this time, at least I will have tried again. It is possible that I won’t have acclimated to the elevation, or the cold alpine air, for long enough to make the attempt safely. Who knows, a blizzard could force me to remain at lower elevations.

On the 920-mile (1,481 kilometer) drive back to Minnesota, I will camp near Nebraska’s capital city, Lincoln. Last year, I photographed the exterior of its skyscraper-like capitol building while passing through. This time, I plan to tour and photograph what I have heard is a fabulous interior.

I plan to share stories and photos from the trip after I return. Until then, I hope you enjoy the photos shared here of the Badlands, the Black Hills, and the Rockies.
Happy trails,
Randy







