The one scenic stop over the whole 8,000 mile thrashing was at Mount Rushmore in South Dakota. Since I was literally driving right by it I couldn't pass it up. By this point I had no worries about the Grand pulling the weight. I just set cruise control and went without any slowing down for even the biggest grades. Sure, the automatic transmission would downshift for some of the big hills, but this diesel engine can hold its own when towing.