I realize I have a tendency to read too much into things, but I can't help seeking out magical moments in life. With this in mind, we were playing trivial pursuit at the Franconia Inn and one of the first questions was "Where did Rocky Raccoon live?" Why, in the Black Mountains of South Dakota, one of our target destinations on our trip. I know, I know, I'm being kind of dorky. Call it what you will, but I can't help embracing signs. It just makes life a little more interesting and fun. For the record, as much as I love the Beatles, I'm embarrassed to admit that I didn't know the answer off the top of my head.
Oh well, such is life. Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Mike Bolling for the pic.