Devil's Tower

I’m back from a short three-day, 1,900-mile trip to South Dakota, Wyoming, and Montana. It’s always good to fill my lungs with clean Western air, even if just for a little while. I was mainly conducting research for book 2 of the Ghost Marshal trilogy, but also shooting some photography for a set of ebooks I’ll be releasing soon on heroes and villains of the old West. Here I am at Devil’s Tower, Wyoming, which plays an important part in the next novel. (Thanks to my sweetie Sue for the photo.) I love this place. The light changes from minute to minute. It’s hard to capture adequately with a camera. It’s one of those places you just have to see in person, even though it’s a bit out of the way (but the drive there is very pretty, just an hour or so north of I-90, northwest of the Black Hills). If you go, be sure to take the loop trail around the tower. The north side, away from the parking lot and most of the hubbub, is peaceful and quiet, and helps you better understand why it’s such a sacred spot for Native Americans.