September 6, 2012 10:55 AM PDT
For those of you who have never been close to one of those beasts, let me tell you they are some big animals.
We just got back a couple of weeks ago from a 2 week bike trip, hit 7 states and went over 4300 miles. First time for me, and I loved it. In fact when I got home and jumped in the Yukon, it felt weird driving it.
The point of this post is to let you all know that I am a big chicken, thats right, my confession today is to inform you all of that.....lol!
Of course it is the bison/buffalo I am referring to!
We stayed a couple of days in a little town called Cooke City, MT so we could have a little bit more time to enjoy Yellowstone. and my it is a beautiful place. But I am still kinda partial to Yosemite, but that is another topic.
Our first drive into YS is cool, I am riding on the back of my bike taking pictures and waiting for the nerves in my arse to start yelling at me. We came across some buffalo and yes I was a little nervous, but being on the back of the bike I felt a little bit more secure. Cause I know husband is not going to let anything happen to me.
Now it is the next day when I am back in the riders seat, that I start to lose it. I sweetly ask husband "Husband, will there be buffalo on the road, I sure hope not" he gruffly says back to me "Of course they are going to be in the road, just follow my lead". I say to myself, "Self WTH does he mean follow his lead, if there are beasts on the road then I am turning around" (YES, I AM A CHICKEN, it also did not help for me to watch on youtube some guy getting rammed by a buffalo while on his bike).
Head up the road and hoping and praying that the road is clear. Of course no one is listening to me, cause there they are smack dab in the middle of the road, had to be about 20-30 WITH BABIES! I tell husband, no way I am passing thru them, there is a baby. No cars in front of us to shield us, so we turn around and wait for some cars to come. Yes, we were going to use the cars as shields, and split between them.
I am doing the heavy breathing thing to get my nerve up, cause I know I have to do this no matter what. Husband is NOT going to let me turn around and go another direction. Next thing I know is that husband all of a sudden redlines his bike and the most beautiful sound of his pipes came out. Those creatures all of a sudden flew, some headed up the hill and some headed down, and we hit the throttles. As we where going by, there was one big bull that turned its head and looked right at me. Of course that made me twist the throttle a little more.
Now I know that this little adventure of mine with the buffalo, is not a major story. But it is my story! And of course when I feel like a confession needs to be made, I am the first to confess, which has gotten me into alot of trouble...LOL.
All and all it was a great trip, I fell in love with South Dakota and Wyoming.
Ride Safe!
TD