[Our January 2016 adventure up north continues….]
Snow moved in, dumping several more inches overnight and into the next day (here’s the view from our motel room):
And the temps? Mid-twenties! When we went to the bank in the morning, a teller said, “Thanks for coming out in the bad weather.” So for fun we told her we’d come from southern California just to do our banking in the snow. Gave us all a chance to laugh at the white stuff.
Traffic along I-90 was plodding along at about 40 mph and we were surprised to see few people out. After all, this was normal for around here, wasn’t it?
Business taken care of, we decided to wait out the snowstorm in Sioux Falls before heading back. Where better to go than Falls Park to see the heart of town in its winter coat? We weren’t even out of the Jeep when we spotted this gorgeous hawk (Red-Tailed, I think) having a cold drink on the edge of the Big Sioux River:
It was freezing (we ain’t seen nothin’ yet, though!)!!
But it was worth it to see the falls in a way we never had before:
The next morning, there was no mistaking the weather forecast:
“Cold” too vague? How about this:
Although snow might have stalled a few locals, the bitter cold didn’t seem to diminish their need to get out and about. The Original Pancake House that Saturday! despite the bitter cold, was packed! At two that afternoon, it was about 7 degrees outside, but by six p.m., it was -6!
Of course that meant the next day would be perfect for traveling back to Rapid City, having shopped out Sioux Falls and eaten at all of our favorite spots (Bob’s Cafe, with its still unbeatable coleslaw, among them) in town.
[More to come on this unusually snowy adventure!]