Saturday was a perfect day to ride, and ride we did. Not knowing which way we wanted to go, we just played a quick game of spin the bottle... it decided we would head west.
We always seem to gravitate toward water when we ride, so as usual, we found ourselves riding down the small road that would lead us to Swift Creek on the Jones Bluff Reservoir. I was just puttin' along, taking in the spring scenery, the cows, the horses and the... WTF was that?
Harley and I went on past these out of place western creatures, but it's the first thing we said to each other when we stopped. "Did you see those buffalo?" We thought it very unusual to see a herd of them here in the sunny south. I told Harley I didn't even notice when we crossed the state line, much less get all the way out west! (Yes... he rolled his eyes too!)
When we left Jones Bluff, I wore the camera around my neck so I could be ready to take some pics of our new found western friends. If you look closely, you'll even see one of them getting ready to roll on the ground... must need a back scratch.
This may not seem pic worthy to some of you, but this is not a regular site for us. I guess you just never know what you'll see when you ride around this big beautiful state I call home. Come on down and see for yourself!
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