When you see the badlands in person you understand why they are called the badlands. The badlands was and is probably the coolest thing I have ever seen geographically in my life. The only other thing I can say that might be on par with awesomeness is the Giant’s Causeway in Northern Ireland. Once you enter the badlands from the east, you aren’t far from the main event: the Theodore Roosevelt National Park.
When we crossed into North Dakota and stopped in Fargo we were told we had to go to Teddy Roosevelt National Park where we could see real live, wild bison. (For those of you who don’t know, the proper term for North American Bison is bison, not buffalo. In fact buffalo is a misnomer – buffalo are native to Asia and Africa i.e. water buffalo and bison are the cows with afros we see here in the good ol’ USA!) And within about a half mile we were greeted by this fellow.
This was awesome. Leslie could have reached out and grabbed him if she wanted…
There were hundreds of Prairie Dogs running from hole to hole and making funny squeaky sounds…and this one-horned bison aka bisunicorn.
Saw wild horses for the first time in my life!
Had to use the Canon G9 zooooommm on this photo of Elk.
These mule deer were playing right next to the visitor center!
Teddy Roosevelt’s National Park is something you have to see in person to really appreciate how diverse the American landscape is. I know it seems weird but the landscape and nature you will see will move you. There is such a sense of history and you realize it wasn’t really that long ago. You will also leave thinking more about your own footprint on this Earth, and how delicate it all really is. I can honestly say a trip to the Dakotas and Northwest should have been a lot higher on my life’s must see places – it just felt like home.