Waking up early on the 8th, I headed out to Sioux Falls, South Dakota. I crossed the Mississippi.
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| Crossing the Mississippi. |
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| The Sioux Falls that gave the town its name. Yes, that is the Big Sioux River. |
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| My host for the evening: He's been friends with my dad for twenty years, so I basically grew up knowing him. He and his wonderful wife made me dinner, showed me around town, and gave me a place to crash. And pancakes and bacon to fuel me for the drive across most of the rest of the state! |
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| This is at the Veterans' Memorial Park in Sioux Falls. This statue was commissioned by a family who lost their son in Afghanistan. It was a really touching story. |
Next stop: The Black Hills in western South Dakota.
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