We decided to go the long way home from Colorado and drive to Mount Rushmore, through the Badlands, see the Corn Palace and more. David and the boys never had visited the area and I wanted them to experience things I experienced in 1993.
We had a long day of driving and made reservations in Mitchell, SD for the night’s sleep. David really didn’t want to stop for dinner, but the boys really needed some outside of the van time so we stopped. After getting back on I-90, we saw a storm cloud that looked like a large mushroom or jelly fish depending on how you interpret it. As we were fast approaching it at mile marker 217, we turned on the weather information radio and heard that the storm had just passed over I-90 at mile marker 219 with 60 mph winds, 1″ sized hail and isolated tornadoes. I was awestruck at how the Lord protected us and kept us from rushing into the eye of the storm. We saw a truck that was hauling a fifth wheel in distress because his fifth wheel blew out of it’s hitch, damaging his truck and landing sideways in the median.