So my birthday ambled round again and even though I felt a bit rubbish I sacrificed my selfishness to take the parents to Elk Island, a national park near Edmonton. We had mediocre hopes of animal spottings, top on the hitlist were buffalo/bison followed by anything else, fussy we were not.
We went went around the main lake, no bison, visted Lake Icy Road of Death, no Bison. Went to leave the park, lone buffalo munching on stuff woohoo, mission successful. On the freeway, where you can't stop, buffalo almost selling souvenirs at the roadside hmmmmmm.
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Happy belated birthday mate. Hope you had a good one, and the Bison is now neatly chopped up in the freezer!
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