There is this fancy dividing line in South Dakota, called the Missouri River.
When I first moved to South Dakota my father in law took me to my first cattle sale in Pierre. Which basically sits on this fancy river.
But, other than that first cattle sale I have never really been “West River”.
This week for the first time I have spent some time West River. So far I have seen some amazing things! See below for some of my pictures through Custer Park.