Travel Blogs from Buffalo
... trail called "the Bozeman trail". They were there to protect immigrants and gold miners and everyone else from the Sioux (mostly) Indians who had taken exception to all these people traipsing all over their land.
At Fort Phil Kearny, there was an infantry Captain named WIlliam Fetterman. He was bold and arrogant, and hungry to get out and kill Indians. His commander Colonel Henry Carrington was less bold and arrogant, and ...
... is Fishing Bridge RV Park in Yellowstone
with a diversion to the Little Big Horn Battlefield.
Here is the gas stats for today : Fill up # 1- 278 miles, 36
gallons, $120.28! Fill up #2 at the end of the day- 267 mi, 34 gallons, $120.97.
Climbing hills takes a lot of gas!
We are at the Indian RV Park in Buffalo along with another of our SAP'rs who helped us fi
We had a wonderful time in South Dakota - it was so much better than we expected. But we're looking forward to seeing Yellowstone park which is our next major destination.
However, on the way we stopped at Devil's Tower National Monument. It's about a 2 1/2 hour journey from the Black Hills and takes us into Wyoming. Suzanne calculated it's the 11th State we've gone into so far on the trip!
Today's a school day and the ...
... 221 miles. There were four deer grazing at the entrance and we also saw four wild turkeys as we arrived at the office registration. The cost was $117.00 for 3 nights. Deer Park is a nice tree-lined, quiet campground with a pool and guest cabins. Every night at 7:00 pm they offer 2 scoops of ice cream for $1.25 but you have to bring your own bowl and spoon - no problem! In the afternoon we jumped in the car and just ...
... and the walls are covered with framed posters and autographed photos of rodeo riders from the last fifty years.
When we take our first bites of our bison burgers, we both look at each other and telepathically agree. "Holy bison!...This is one of the best damn burgers we’ve ever had." They’re 1/3 pound, juicy and spiced just right. The only thing left on the plate are our tears in wishing there was more.