Heart of the Black Hills, Part 3: Custer City

The first time I visited the Black Hills, with Penny, in 1984, we avoided Custer, SD, because we were both so disgusted about Little Big Horn.

I went there this time, because it had plenty of motel vacancies and I needed a shower.  The next day, July 21, I enjoyed breakfast at Baker’s Bakery, the food being far more imaginative than the establishment’s name.  A bustling, and engaging young man named Seth was my server, and applied himself very well to making his guests feel at home.  The chorizo  omelet was a sheer delight.

After breakfast, I walked around Custer.  Here are some things I noticed.  Below, is Custer County Courthouse.

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Next, one of the first settler’s homes in town.

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Local rocks are well-displayed at this shop, which was closed that Sunday morning.

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Custer’s downtown was just starting to stir.

 

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The town’s very own hill was clearly marked.

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Buckhorn Mountain was not marked, but rose prominently, to the northeast, nonetheless.

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Custer, the town, is a lovely, welcoming place- a far cry  from its namesake, the General.

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