This scene is related to my very first trip to Yellowstone. It is difficult to describe my emotions when I saw my first buffalo herd. I felt like I had gone back in history. All the stories of the wild west in the 19th century were represented here in this impressive herd of buffalo, also known as bison. In my imagination, I saw the plains Indians hunting these mighty animals and killing just a few for food and the items they needed to survive. Then I imagined the white people coming with their trains, organizing special trips to kill as many as possible. I think that there is no other animal so closely tied to the story of a country as the bison. It witnessed the decline of the red people whose wonderful culture was so closely tied to the nature they lived in. - CB