Leaving Liard Hot Springs the next morning, we encountered our first Wood Bison in the wild. A cow, up high on an embankment, so of course we stopped. She took offensive to us looking at her and both Connie and I had ignored the information so freely offered, and got out of the truck to take a close-up. Connie stepped out of the truck on the passengers side and I went between the truck and trailer. As soon as the cow saw us out of the truck, she started charging down the steep bank. I ran back to the driver’s door, yelling at Connie, “get in the truck, get in the truck”, hoping the cow wouldn’t charge the truck. As soon as we ducked in, she veered off and went loping down the side of the road.
A fish and game man drove toward her from the opposite direction and chased her with his truck back up on the hill where she belonged. At first we thought it was some jerk but then he stopped and told us that they try to keep them in the general area because they do go south to the farmland and because the Wood bison have a nasty disposition and have been known to gore local horses. Down the road we found a bull but he didn’t have the time of day for us. He was having breakfast and none of us.
Had we known what a beautiful site awaited us down the road, we wood have driven a little faster. It’s name is Muncho Lake and the color is amazing and when we drove up on it, there wasn’t a ripple one on the surface.
Connie and I were so taken with the reflections of the mountains on the lake surface.
Down the road from the lake, we saw a few caribou.
Tune in later for next post as we travel to Dawson Creek and back to Prince George to complete yet, another full circle on our way home.
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