Spearfish Canyon - The place I'd like to be

I love to ride through Spearfish Canyon on a Sunday morning. With the top down on the old sports car or from the back of a motorcycle. Its been years since I had the motorcycle experience , but I look forward to another chance to ride sometime and hopefully not in the too distant future. The canyon smells wonderful, that fresh pine scent and the familiar rushing sound of the waterfalls and flowing creek. The air is alive with an energy that expands upward along the soaring canyon walls crowned with a tiara of jagged peaks. It's beauty in the raw, a visual elixir, an ode to Mother Nature.     

 Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.  Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.  The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.  ~John Muir