Indiana Sand Dunes National Park. This. This was my favorite element. Though, additionally, the gift shop had some pictures I appreciated. But being in the wilds of Indiana - not for me. Three words. Hot. Humid. Mosquitoes. And all the latter preferred me far and above my companions. I had been to the Sand Dunes once before in 1990. A long, long time ago. On the day before my crappy new (used) car broke down for the third time in as many weeks needing repair in St. Louis and then have its muffler crap out before we got back to Ohio. Even with all that garbage, I remember that the dunes were dismal. Kevin, however, has set a goal to visit all the national parks. Indiana Dunes: 1. One dune that seems to be creeping across a parking lot and devouring trees. It does have a taste for people having sampled an 8-year-old boy- so guests must stay behind the rope on the opposite side of t...