But even if you are driving, you can still enjoy the scenery that abounds in the Black Hills around Keystone. In fact, three of the most scenic roads anywhere make up the Peter Norbeck Scenic Byway. Start with the Iron Mountain Road just west of Keystone about halfway to Mount Rushmore.
Iron Mountain Road
Iron Mountain Road, or Highway 16A, is one of the most fascinating roads in America. This winding 17-mile scenic road runs between Mount Rushmore and Custer State Park. There’s a tunnel that gives you a unique view of Mount Rushmore framed by granite. Pull over and get a picture. Along the route you’ll also find three pigtail bridges -- clever looping engineering designs to traverse steep inclines with little impact on the scenic landscape. At the road’s hilltop midpoint, you’ll find the Norbeck Overlook, a nice little area for picnicking and sightseeing. The drive is about 45 minutes, but take your time -- and your camera.
The Needles Highway, named for the spiky granite spires that rise from the forest floor, runs along the northern edge of Custer State Park. You can catch it at U.S. Highway 385 at the west end or in Custer State Park near Legion Lake. Along the way, you’ll pass through low tunnels, around sharp curves and come across an occasional grazing bison. Pull over at the Needle’s Eye, a twin spire that does indeed look like a sewing needle jutting from a pin-cushion. You’ll also pass the Black Hills Playhouse, Cathedral Spires and Sylvan Lake.
Wildlife Loop Road
Located in Custer State Park, the name says it all. You’re likely to see antelope, deer, prairie dogs and some of the park’s 1,300 free-roaming bison. You can also spot mountain goats, big horn sheep, deer, elk and wild turkeys.Don’t worry about finding the park’s famous begging burros. They’ll find you. And if your car windows are rolled down, a friendly burro will likely stick his head right inside the car to search for treats. What do burros eat? Just about anything. Apples, carrots, cookies, potato chips, crackers.
The Badlands of South Dakota is a magnificent place that changes dramatically with the setting sun. As the sun goes down and its rays become filtered by the atmosphere; it does a color- changing act that would make a chameleon jealous. The yellows, reds and oranges of the soil and clouds become accentuated and the eyes are greeted with a relaxing pallet of warm pastels. Then the stars take over and do their own tricks as the night sky darkens.
With a name like Holy Terror, you picture the old Keystone mine to be a dark, scary place. It was, but that's not how it got its name.
It was named for a man's wife.
The original mining claim was discovered by William B. Franklin and his adopted daughter, Cora, in 1894. It was a rich ledge of gold-bearing quartz, and it grew to become one of the richest gold mines in the country.
When it came time to name the new mine, friends suggested to Franklin that he name it after his wife, a common practice at the time. Franklin took their advice, sort of. He was a regular at the many saloons in Keystone, and often his wife, Jenny, had to drag him home by the arm. When she retrieved him from the bar, he would wink at a friend and say, "Ain't she a holy terror?"
And that's what he named the mine.
The Holy Terror and the neighboring Keystone Mine later merged, their shafts connected by tunnels. But the two companies continued to operate separate mills.
By 1903, the Holy Terror Mine reached a depth of 1,200 feet. However, the mining company's early success was bogged down by underground water problems and litigation from fatal mine accidents and claim disputes. The mine ceased operation in 1903, and was allowed to fill with water. The Holy Terror had a brief revival from 1938 to 1942. Ore was mined in the neighboring Keystone Mine, brought to the surface through the Holy Terror shaft and processed at the Keystone mill.
The story of the Holy Terror could see another revival in the future. A Canadian company in 2013 began drilling test holes to map the quality of the ore that remains in the Holy Terror vein.
Maybe if mining resumes, they could name it Jenny's Revenge.
If you are going to die -- and do we have a choice? -- there are worse places to spend eternity than Keystone's Memorial View Cemetery.
Perched on a hillside just south of town, the cemetery offers a great view of Mount Rushmore National Memorial. (In fact, back when Mount Rushmore used to put on an Independence Day fireworks show, local residents and savvy tourists gathered at the cemetery for one of the best, most uncrowded views of the show anywhere.)
Keystone’s very own chainsaw artist, Jarrett Dahl, has sold one of his carvings to Ripley’s Believe It Or Not. The piece, a fanciful portrayal that looks like part soaring eagle, part motorcycle, has attracted a lot of attention at its perch in front of Dahl’s Chainsaw Art shop in Keystone. Now it's going to be attracting a lot more attention at Ripley's in Orlando, Fla.