Bison are everywhere right now. There are three resident bulls that hang out here in our "neighborhood" at the Yak Camp.
Lately they've been moved along by the new herd in town. Steve was late to pick me up from work the other day because, well, because he couldn't get to our car (you can see it there in the background.)
But they had cute calves with them, so it's hard to be annoyed.
And besides, there's nothing you can do; bison weight a ton and they move (or don't move) when they feel like it.
The other night this herd was hanging out up the street from our place. Everyone was relaxing, including this adorable guy.
Apparently they were just saving up their energy, because later that evening one of them decided to battle our neighbor's car. He rubbed the bumper with his head. He jumped up on the hood. Then he decided to play nice and licked the grill. Hopefully our Wyoming car insurance covers BISON.
And it's not just here--on Thursday a friend and I were running on the old Gardiner road and we came upon a bison herd on both sides of the road. We tried to make a wide detour around them, off the road, but one cranky bison was having none of it. She continued to follow us, pushing us further and further up the mountainside and away from the road. In the end, we made an almost 1-mile detour around the herd before she stopped following us, satisfied that she got her point across.