Last stop before the Badlands

A look down river. Eventually, the Missouri flows into the Mississippi, which flows south, until it empties into the Gulf of Mexico, at New Orleans.
The bluffs here on the east side of the river, are rather steep, compared to the gradual rise on the west. The brush at the edge of the bluff, in the foreground, conceals a fairly sharp drop.
Across the river, the color, and texture of the landscape changes noticeably.
A look over the brush, and bluff, out across the river and the sky.
Rolling hills and thick brush follow the course of the river.
A deep blue sky, and scattered clouds set off the river, and the surrounding hills nicely. 
Taking a scenic 360 with the camcorder. These things were still new enough (and expensive enough) in the early nineties to be novel. 
One last look at the great river, before temptation goads us into setting out across it. 
Back on the road, and off of the overlook. The river, and the rest of the west lie before us. 
Heading down to cross the river. This is the boundary between the more fertile plains, and the gradually drier areas of the western prairie. From here the land rises and becomes more arid, until the Rocky Mountains are reached. There are a few exceptions to this trend, as in the Black Hills, and Yellowstone.
Well across the river, and out on the flatlands, we get a brief glimpse of a bit of the Badlands, from the upper prairie.
The terror of the prairie. A nice close shot of a prairie dog, after my brother fed him (?) a nut.
The infamous "Ten Ton Prairie Dog" This is what you get when too many tourists feed too many nuts.
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