Tatonka

After my ice racing experience, I decided to stop at Lookout Mountain on my way back to Denver. Last time I stopped there with Chris and my brother we didn't see much. This afternoon was different though.

There were lots of tatonka (as the Sioux would say in Dances with Wolves.) Buffalo - for all you non-Native Americans or haters of Kevin Costner films.



I was surprised by the dainty fence that separated me from these beasts. Especially, when one large buf charged the fence and the whole thing leaned toward me. All of us spectators jumped back and I avoided taking more photos with my arm through the fence.





This guy became Friend #5 that afternoon. I plan to visit him again soon since he's behind bars.

(Friend #4 is Grandma Sue from the ice track.)