Which Way to Sturgis? – What Pegman Saw

There were so many things I was going to write about but hesitated to bring up yet another memory. It came real close, though! Instead, I figured I’d do a little fiction. Of course, no way in hell a biker would ever get lost, right?

This week Pegman takes us to the Black Hills in South Dakota in the West-Midwest, United States. Your mission is to write up to 150 words inspired by the prompt. Once your piece is polished, share it with others using the linkup below. Reading and commenting on others’ work is part of the fun!

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Which Way to Sturgis?

Shit. I am completely lost. I probably should have joined the group in Rapid City. Instead I told them I’d meet them in Sturgis by August 1st so we could all participate in this year’s rally.

For the first time in years I took extra time for my holiday and figured I’d finally take that personal road trip through the Black Hills and see what I’ve been dreaming about. They scoffed at me for wanting to see Mount Rushmore. Too touristy and obvious. Oh, like the whole Sturgis thing isn’t, right? Whatevs, this is my trip and I visited what I wanted to. I wanted to ride through the Badlands and see Crazy Horse Memorial. I even wanted to ride through Custer State Park to see the wild bison.

I did and it was great. No regrets whatsoever. Time to make my way to my buddies.

Which way to Sturgis?