Monday, September 17, 2012

Our first ride through Theodore Roosevelt NP

Lest we forget -- bison rule!

And, where the bison roam, the chittering prairie dogs play freely.

Layers of sandstone, siltstone and clay kept us tracing the colors across the landscape.  Some made unusual shapes.






Managed to find a small road, off the beaten trail of course, and at the edge of the national park, where we could kick back.

Sandwiches, a bit of fruit, a few pretzels, something to drink and a nap.  Life is good.






As I said, bison rule...

...and prairie dogs tell stories.

2 comments:

  1. Wow, I don't think your car would have much of a chance if you hit one of those.

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  2. Probably if they were roaming freely as they did two hundred years ago, and humans drove motorized vehicles :), they'd need a 'cow catcher' the likes of those we saw fastened to the fronts of semis north of Lake Superior, where they can expect moose! MOM

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