Belle Fourche Holiday Rentals

"Great place to stay!"

"Great"

"Loved the location. Parking was a challenge due to the construction but we survived. We could easily walk to the historic part of town. I would have liked an on site laundry room to do some wash and not have to send it out to be cleaned. All in all, an excellent stay. "

"Great location. No outside noise. Quiet. Friendly, helpful staff. Good value"

"Nice property "

"Staff went out of their way to make me comfortable."

"Friendly staff. Clean."

"Alright, picture this: You roll into town late, bone-tired, just needing a horizontal surface that isn't a bus seat. This place? It's **that** hotel. The kind where the walls are thin enough to hear a mouse sigh, but tonight? Tonight, the silence isn't the problem. It’s... *basic*. Stripped down. No frills, no fancy soaps pretending to smell like a rainforest that never existed. Just four walls, a bed that’s seen better decades but holds your weight, and a showerhead spitting lukewarm indignation. Exactly what you signed up for, no surprises. A place to crash, not contemplate the meaning of life. Except... the wind. Oh, the **wind**. It doesn't whisper, it *argues* with the building. It howls down the corridors like a pissed-off banshee, rattles the windows in their frames like they owe it money. It’s the kind of wind that carries stories from three counties over – dust, despair, maybe a lost cowboy ballad. And you know what? **You lean into it.** Lying there in the semi-dark, listening to that elemental tantrum outside your flimsy fortress... it’s not an interruption. It’s the *point*. It’s the raw, unfiltered sound of the place. The cheap room becomes a front-row seat to the indifferent, magnificent racket of the world outside. You didn't come here for luxury. You came for a bed. And you got a symphony of atmospheric discontent thrown in for free. It’s not quiet. But it’s honest. And sometimes, that’s enough to make an 'okay' stay feel... weirdly memorable. For a night. "

"Wonderful stay"