So, Friday I drove into Yellowstone through the Teton National Park. I stayed alone Friday night at Lake Yellowstone Hotel. I saw the falls, and old faithful while I was there, along with tons of wildlife. Buffalo, two bears, a wolf, elk, a raven, a golden eagle, and another baby moose. I saw 2 baby buffalo also.
Saturday I met up with my friend John Mueller and his wife. We camped overnight at Norris campground in the park. I was afraid of the animals. As it turns out, I should be. About 20 minutes after we lied down in our tent, a buffalo came snorting around our tent. He did a circle around our tent. I was up almost all night.
When I woke up the next morning, John and his wife were on a hike. I grabbed my camera, and purse, unzipped the tent and stepped out. I was face to face with a buffalo. I gently walked backward then took a picture once I was at a safe distance to prove this frightful event in fact took place. Then all the people in campground who were watching the buffalo (there were in fact 3 by my tent) came to talk to me to see if I was frightened. Hell yes I was scared.
I left Yellowstone and headed east in Wyoming toward Mt. Rushmore. I drove through the ??? mountain range and then on to Cody. I stopped at Cody to watch a PowWow with the Plain Valley Indians (it was neat but a little freaky at the same time...all those cowboy and Indian movies made me feel like I was going to be attacked when they screamed eeiiiyiiiyiiiyiii...a little anyway.)
Then I drove through the Big Horns. I saw over 100 deer...darting to and fro. I almost hit 6 of them but more were in the road. Add that to the fact that I am petrified of heights and pretty much I need a valuum (still was a pretty drive though). At a hotel in Sheridan, Wyoming now. I am tired. Gonna eat then go to bed.
Saturday I met up with my friend John Mueller and his wife. We camped overnight at Norris campground in the park. I was afraid of the animals. As it turns out, I should be. About 20 minutes after we lied down in our tent, a buffalo came snorting around our tent. He did a circle around our tent. I was up almost all night.
When I woke up the next morning, John and his wife were on a hike. I grabbed my camera, and purse, unzipped the tent and stepped out. I was face to face with a buffalo. I gently walked backward then took a picture once I was at a safe distance to prove this frightful event in fact took place. Then all the people in campground who were watching the buffalo (there were in fact 3 by my tent) came to talk to me to see if I was frightened. Hell yes I was scared.
I left Yellowstone and headed east in Wyoming toward Mt. Rushmore. I drove through the ??? mountain range and then on to Cody. I stopped at Cody to watch a PowWow with the Plain Valley Indians (it was neat but a little freaky at the same time...all those cowboy and Indian movies made me feel like I was going to be attacked when they screamed eeiiiyiiiyiiiyiii...a little anyway.)
Then I drove through the Big Horns. I saw over 100 deer...darting to and fro. I almost hit 6 of them but more were in the road. Add that to the fact that I am petrified of heights and pretty much I need a valuum (still was a pretty drive though). At a hotel in Sheridan, Wyoming now. I am tired. Gonna eat then go to bed.
3 comments:
That's funny. Maybe the buffalo knew you had been eating it's relatives.
We had a similar experience at Yellowstone, except I almost hit the buffalo with my sister's car. One of my top ten scariest moments (more because of my sister's car).
I don't know how you didn't scream when you were face to face with the buffalo. Just have to say that I am glad you made it through your close encounter with the buffalo kind safely. I am cracking up, though.
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