Don’t let the name fool you, the mountain rises steeply on each side of the campground. There’s a river running right next to your campsite. Nobody was camping there when we drove in. This is very good because the road is the challenge. 

My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly- which way do we go? Spotting a tiny wooden sign(definitely not in national forest style) we turn left past a broken pickup. One lane and very rough, I got nervous about backing up if an oncoming vehicle came upon us. As it was we had to encourage the cows to walk down the slope to the river so we could pass. We drove through a few water crossings so be careful if it rains. Finally there and breathing starts again. 

All that being said, this is a beautiful campground to hang out in. There isn’t much to do except enjoy the place.- and it’s spectacular. Unless you have an ATV and want to drive some trails. A family in their ATV drove in to picnic and they were equipped with detailed maps. 

Being prepared is the proper way to explore the Black Hills.