We said goodbye to the Badlands and headed to Custer South Dakota. Our plan was to meet our sister-in-law Connie Scigliano and watch the buffalo round-up on Friday and then my brother Steve and his wife Sue would join the three of us to walk up the Crazy Horse Memorial on Sunday. But we first had to get there. We pulled out of the Badlands park and I asked Nancy if she wanted to drive.  As usual she said no, I was doing just fine. With no one behind me in sight I parked in the middle of the road and left the captain’s chair open.  She had no choice but to climb in. With grit and determination she grabbed the wheel, released the brake and pushed the pedal to the floor. The mighty diesel rolled down the road with a new captain at the helm. The road was smooth and void of traffic lending itself to a great place for a novice driver.  Nancy gave up the wheel after about 20 miles by saying “been there and done that!” I’m glad she drove so now she and I know that she can take the helm if need be. She looks like a pro!