One of my bucket list trips was to go through the Black Hills and Badlands in the dead of winter, when the snow covers the landscape, the crowds are gone and the wildlife is more visible. I know – it’s not a hip and trending place to be. But for me, it’s a place of serenity. If you just stop, close your eyes and listen, you can hear the wind call your name. On a clear day, you can see forever without the pollution clouding your view and breath in air that is crisp and clean. And if you spend some time exploring, you might even come across a ghost town or two. So walk with me while I share why I love this area in the winter.