Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Moving cross country, day 3

When we were starting to plan our drive to Washington from Wisconsin, I held a strong opinion on only one subject: I wanted to see Mount Rushmore. I feel like every other kid has had a pilgrimage to Rushmore (usually in the form of a an excruciating road trip crammed into the back of a station wagon), but I've never seen it.

When the metaphorical shit hit fan in regards to getting our move on, the copilot was hot on the idea of trying to get back on our original schedule. Which meant driving for 12 hours and skipping Mount Rushmore. My only ambition for the trip. I put a Mount Rushmore foot down (which is a huge granite presidential foot, of course).


Aaaand BOOYAH! Trip = total unqualified success, everyone go home now. And on Memorial Day no less, very apropos.


Apparently the original plan was to sculpt all of them down to the waist, which would have been at least twice the work of what was actually completed. But the $$ ran out, and what they ended up with is still awe inspiring.

I was feeling a little sad over breakfast about, you know, the whole major life change thing happening. My copilot thought it over. "Would it make you feel better if I took a picture of you where it looked like you were picking George Washington's nose?"

Why yes, yes it would.

On a little bit of a whim, we also went to see the (mostly unfinished) mountain sculpture of Crazy Horse. An absurdly ambitious endeavor that's been in progress since 1948, if it's ever finished (and that's a big if) it will be the largest sculpture in existence. All the heads of Mt Rushmore combined are the size of the Crazy Horse head. We were dubious that it would be worth the price of admission, but a couple minutes after we arrived they blasted a section of the rock with dynamite. Blowing stuff up real good is a quintessential part of the American experience.

Crazy Horseing - the new Tebowing?

On to Bozeman, MT.

7 comments:

  1. LOVE IT! Also, I'm totally jealous. I've never been to Rushmore. My parents never really went outside of Jersey for our car trips. :P

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  2. Oooh wow. How did they choose which prez's to sculpt ?

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  3. Umm - that comment ? ^^ was me, didn't notice my DD hadn't signed out ....

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  4. I loved Mt. Rushmore, although never got to pick any noses while I was there.

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  5. Good on you for putting down your granite foot (just don't use the same one on the gas pedal). Love the pics; haven't been there yet, but will eventually.

    There's also a huge 10K walk every summer up to the Crazy Horse site - all of the money raised in fees goes to keep the project alive. *Thousands* walk it every year.

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  6. Good decision. Rushmore is so middle-of-nowhere that if you don't see it on a cross-country trip, you might never see it. I agree; it's a quintessential part of moving from the Midwest to the Northwest.

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  7. I've never been to Mt. Rushmore either. Sounds like it's awesome.

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