November 16, 2005


15-Year Ban Ends; Teen Hunter Kills Buffalo (LA Times, November 16, 2005)

Bison hunting, once commonplace in the American West until the species was nearly wiped out, resumed just outside the northern boundary of Yellowstone National Park after a 15-year ban.

On a bitterly cold morning , a 17-year-old, hunting with his family, killed the first animal.

Posted by Orrin Judd at November 16, 2005 11:49 AM

One night about a decade ago a friend of mine bagged one— with his Taurus station wagon .

Posted by: Raoul Ortega at November 16, 2005 12:30 PM


Posted by: Rick T. at November 16, 2005 12:35 PM

The family that preys together...

Posted by: RC at November 16, 2005 12:48 PM

I'm the child of the Great Cree Nation.
See me I'm my father's son
We live by the Great Bull.
See me I'm the wild one
This morning we are ready
to show the Buffalo our knives
And by the red of sunset
we'll have relieved them of their lives . . .

--Dougie MacLean, "Buffalo Jump"

Posted by: Mike Morley at November 16, 2005 1:05 PM

Raoul - Don't you mean, the bison bagged your friend's Taurus? Sort of the way that python bagged the alligator?

Posted by: pj at November 16, 2005 2:12 PM

Did that take an act of Congress? Was there a Buffalo ... oh, never mind.

Posted by: ghostcat at November 16, 2005 2:12 PM

Excellent. My "1,000 Reasons to BBQ" list just got longer.

Posted by: John Resnick at November 16, 2005 2:12 PM

It was sort of a mutual suicide. The thing about the Taurus is that the shape of the front end acts as a sort of scoop to send the beast over the hood and into the windshield, which can be most unpleasant as one thing they don't tell you is that such an encounter causes the bison to lose spincter control. The car might have survived if he hadn't run over some rocks immediately after, but he might never have gotten rid of the stench.

At night, those things are invisible until you are next to them, and with the thermal fogs, it seemed that in the Old Faithful area there was an encounter every week during the summer. (Including one that get hit in the parking lots by someone going around a building.)

Another friend's truck survived her encounter, but the glancing blow broke one of the bison's legs and the rangers "dispatched" it. (And bear management policy had them calling in a front end loader to move the carcass.)
Both I awarded with little bison refrigerator magnets that they sell at the trinket shops, (couldn't find any little bison stencils), because as another friend put it, "four more, and you're an Ace."

Posted by: Raoul Ortega at November 16, 2005 3:34 PM



I’m an indian outlaw
Half cherokee and choctaw
My baby she’s a chippewa
She’s one of a kind

I can kill a deer or buffalo
With just my arrow and my hickory bow
From a hundred yards don’t you know
I do it all the time

They all gather ’round my teepee
Late at night tryin’ to catch a peek at me
In nothin’ but my buffalo briefs
I got ’em standin’ in line

--Tim McGraw
Indian Outlaw


Careful. Buffalo overcooks quickly and dries out very easily.

Posted by: Rick T. at November 16, 2005 3:35 PM

We do ours on a skillet on top of the turkey frier burner. Get the skillet smoking hot and sear both sides for about a minute to keep the juices in, then turn the heat down and give it another 3 minutes at most.

Posted by: joe shropshire at November 16, 2005 3:56 PM

Hitting a deer is bad enough. Bison can weigh up to a half a ton. A 14 year old boy did $2000 of damage to my Accord's front end. I can't imagine how I would avoid being totaled by a bison.

Posted by: Robert Schwartz at November 17, 2005 2:53 AM

Too bad about your car. Were you able to salvage some meat?

Posted by: joe shropshire at November 17, 2005 9:18 AM

Joe, the kid was not even injured. He rode his bike into my car which was stopped at the intersection.

Posted by: Robert Schwartz at November 18, 2005 1:31 AM