Our adventures didn't begin today until the afternoon. We started off our day at church, then came back to the cabin and ate lunch. When we were stuffed with Sunday dinner we left to check out Crazy Horse.
Crazy Horse is huge. I'd say it's around four times bigger than Mount Rushmore, except it's not completed yet. The story of how Crazy Horse was thought up is truly amazing. It started when a sculptor, Korczak Ziolkowski, won first prize at the New York World's Fair in 1939. This Indian, Standing Bear, heard of Ziolkowski and invited him to the Black Hills and asked him to carve a great Native American Hero. In 1947 the project of Crazy Horse was begun. Ziolkowski worked on it by himself for five years and continued to work on it until he died in 1982. Since then his family has taken over the project and hopes to see it completed.
The reason they chose to carve Crazy Horse is because he defended his people against the "white men" and refused to live in a reservation. He was killed by an American soldier while standing under a flag of truce. "My lands are where my dead lie buried," Crazy Horse.
We toured around for a while before deciding to drive on Needle's Highway. That's when we saw buffalo for the first time. I mean, they were right next to us on the road, just standing there, eating grass, taking their owns sweet buffalo time. It was crazy! They were huge; their heads were almost as big as I am. I have to say, buffalo are my new favorite animal.
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