When the woman reached out to pet the big bovine, she got quite the scare.
The bison lowered its head and lunged at her with its horns.
Its well documented here that I am team animal 99.999% of the time.
With the rare occasions being when people get attacked by sharks.
But other than that?
Animals get the nod almost always.
Stop messing with animals.
Especially on their turf, in their natural environments.
This lady is lucky this bison didn’t buck her to the moon.
She would have deserved it.
Especially given the fact that stories like this are hitting the news streams like once a week.
Don’t believe me?
Look at what I found just by a simple search in the Barstool toolbar.
This problem is actually far worse than I realized come to think of it.
Bison need to put the word out that humans are fucking morons, and the herd needs thinning.
Basically reverse what the pioneers did with them 150 years ago.
Wyoming, and Yellowstone in particular might honestly be my favorite place I have ever visited on Earth.
There is seriously nothing else like it.
If you’ve been lucky enough to have visited, you know exactly what I mean.
If you haven’t, you should find a way to move it to the top of your list.
I promise you won’t be disappointed.
Here are a few pics and what I wrote about the first time I visited.
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A couple weeks ago we visited Jackson Hole, Wyoming.
Ive been wanting to go for what seems like forever.
From the second we descended below the clouds it did not contradict.
Mountains like youve never seen.
The Tetons appear to jut straight out of the flat plains into the clouds.
They make the Rockies look manageable by comparison.
The air is fresh with the faint smell of sage.
Which is literally everywhere.
The only sounds you hear are of animals which are also everywhere.
We rafted the rapids of the Snake River.
Thanks to this winters generous amounts of snow the river was running high and extra frigid.
We drove the entire loop of Yellowstone trekking out at 5am and not returning until midnight.
We felt the spray of Old Faithful up close.
Smelled the nauseating sulfur at the Grand Prismatic Spring.
Got stopped on the road by two brown bear cubs foraging for berries with their mother.
We got to see Roosevelt Arch named for my favorite President.
The man responsible for our countrys conservation program and much of the National Parks system.
We toured Grand Teton National Park twice because once wasnt enough.
Marveled how Jenny Lake at dusk looked too beautiful to be real.
We line danced at Million Dollar Cowboy Bar.
Had beers with locals while watching the Bs lose game 7 at The Silver Dollar Bar.
Even went to our first rodeo.
Which is twice weekly and on a Wednesday night not a seat was to be had.
Inspired, the next morning we rode horses up through East Gros Ventre Butte above the elk refuge.
I was left with this incredible sense of awe in nature and its untarnished beauty.
And at how awful mankind has been to each other and our home.
Cant wait to go back.
