by Mr. Bang
I went to Madison Buffalo Jump State Park. That is a state park with a limestone cliff that’s thirty feet tall where Native Americans herded the bison off the cliffs. The runners would get the bison curious enough to run after them so they were unaware of the danger until it was too late. The runners put on hides of animals and acted like those animals. Bison have poor eyesight, so they couldn’t tell the difference. The runners just ran off to a previously determined location at the last moment. The bison fell off the cliff, the front ones pushed by the back ones. Most of them died when they hit the bottom. The ones that were still alive, they beat dead with clubs, spears, and arrows.
The hazers sprang out from behind cairns on either side of the path to wave skins and shout, directing the bison to run the correct way.
The women were waiting at the bottom to chunk up the meat and the skin and everything else and carry it away. They used the horns for a drinking cup. They burned the bones until they split open, eating the juicy, nourishing marrow. The hide was used for clothes and they sometimes would use the leftover bits for moccasin lining. They also used bison hide to build their homes. They used every part of the bison.
Our experience had a ton of yellow jackets. They were just buzzing around and buzzing around. There were at least five of them. That made me feel terrified!
We hiked up to the place where there’s the information center. It’s just an outside pavilion with two yellow jackets in it. It was a quarter of a mile. There was more hiking that was available, just we didn’t take it.
There was just a pit toilet that smelled like cinnamon powdered donuts.
It was not at all crowded. We only saw two people in the entire trip, and they were leaving.
I’d give this park four stars, because of the yellow jackets. I would recommend it if you’re not allergic to yellow jackets. It’s a neat place to learn about Native American history.