10/12/10 The bison moved silently thru the campground, 30 or 40 of them, first one way and then another, seeming oblivious to anything but their own path and the movement of the herd. Just as silently campers emerged from all manner of rigs, camera flash, awe, watching – holding children and dogs. Everyone and everything silent as these enormous animals came and went.
South Dakota Black Hills – Four days of unanticipated gifts…
-Descending 200 ft into a cave at Wind Cave National Park – Mother Earth surrounding and holding us…
-Finding the original opening to the cave where the earth breathes… touching her breath.
-Attending Black Hills Pow Wow with over 1000 native dancers and drummers;
-A day of biking out of Custer on the Mickelson Rails-to-trails Trail, thru ranch and hill land, past rock outcrops glistening with specks of mica;
-Native American Day celebration at Crazy Horse Monument..
And now waking to Bison in the campground… Gifts continue to unfold and draw us deeper into this amazing land.
South Dakota Black Hills – Four days of unanticipated gifts…
-Descending 200 ft into a cave at Wind Cave National Park – Mother Earth surrounding and holding us…
-Finding the original opening to the cave where the earth breathes… touching her breath.
-Attending Black Hills Pow Wow with over 1000 native dancers and drummers;
-A day of biking out of Custer on the Mickelson Rails-to-trails Trail, thru ranch and hill land, past rock outcrops glistening with specks of mica;
-Native American Day celebration at Crazy Horse Monument..
And now waking to Bison in the campground… Gifts continue to unfold and draw us deeper into this amazing land.
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