To this point in life, my contact with buffalo has been limited to the kind that comes piled on plates with blue cheese and celery. Out here in South Dakota, there are plenty of the real thing.
Alden made fast friends with the many fiberglass buffalo that frequent the street corners in the town of Custer, where we’re staying.
Later yesterday afternoon, we were driving through a huge meadow and came face to face with a bona fide buffalo.
We decided to pull over and watch him for a while. Apparently, we were just as interesting to him as he was to us.
Alden wanted to kiss him, but we had to deny her request. There are many signs posted indicating that the buffalo is not to be trifled with.
Looking through my photos right now, I see that I could either spend four hours blogging on our adventures to date or four hours driving the nature loop in Custer State Park in search of more buffalo. I’m opting for the latter. Sorry to disappoint you.
And although it is completely off-topic, before I sign off, I cannot help but share with you my greatest accomplishment to date. Yes, friends, I jumped over Devil’s Tower. It’s old. It’s beautiful. And it’s very, very tall.
Stay tuned for next week when I jump Mount Rushmore.
We were snowshoeing in Yellowstone once, when we happened upon a buffalo lying in the snow. He was half covered in it, just a frigging huge heap in the middle of the woods. We all got wide-eyed, but said almost nothing, and after taking a good gander, just softly trudged away. What an amazing beast.
Robbi, quick question…has Matthew ever split his pants doing one of his leaps?
;-)
Can’t wait to see Matthew leap over the presidents. He is so awesome.
Clare –
I point you to this:
http://www.thebarnstorming.com/archives/2007/01/oh_what_a_night.html
you can see the split as it happens.
After that particular jump, he swore off big jumps in the name of jeans preservation (the jump knocked him down to two pairs, and as you can see, that happened three years ago, and he has yet to go shopping for a replacement third). I’ve only recently convinced him to take the exercise back up again, mostly because impressive landmarks are only improved by someone enthusiastically knocking them down a notch.
More soon…
Jenifer –
Matthew will never forget that you called him “so awesome.” He’s already become completely impossible to live with. Thanks a lot.