Buffalo - more like buffALOT.

The other day we drove through Custer State Park to check out the scenery, which was pretty beautiful since we were up so high in the Black Hills. There were some tunnels, rock formations, and breathtaking overlooks.

But really what we all wanted to see were the BUFFALO. Joe and Dad had been eating and loving Buffalo Burgers all week and had really gotten into the spirit of the Bison and were dyin’ to see some. I think that’s disgusting. But anyways we went on a search for them along the endless prairies of Custer State Park. Everyone would get so excited whenever we saw a big brown bush, a shrub rustling in the distance, a large rock, and even one time Joe ran out of the car to get a closer look of what we were all sure was a huge Buffalo but turned out to be a large, unfortunately shaped pile of dirt. Each “sighting” was about 10 minutes apart from one another, and we had been driving for more than half an hour. Everyone feared that we’d soon reach the exit without having seen one bison. And then…

Some Buffalo appeared right in front of our eyes on the side of the road! We thought for sure we had reached the jackpot, until the roads and hills were covered with Bison of all different ages, sizes, and coats. It truly was an experience that has left us all speechless, and we were speechless while experiencing it since Dad believed if we talked the Buffalo would hear us, get angry, and charge at our car. Pictures can't really capture the character of these immense creatures, or their roars, so I have compiled a video montage of the experience. Enjoy.