After more than 140 years, ‘magnificent’ wild bison are back roaming Banff National Park


After more than 140 years, plains bison are once again roaming their historical range in Banff’s Eastern Slopes.

Parks Canada has successfully relocated 16 wild bison from Elk Island National Park to the remote Panther Valley in Banff National Park.

For 16 months, the bison will remain in an enclosed pasture in the valley 40 kilometres north of Banff, and will be monitored by Parks Canada. In summer 2018, the herd will be released to explore a 1,200-square-kilometre zone in the Red Deer and Cascade river valleys where they will be free to interact with other native species and forage for food. Natural barriers and stretches of wildlife fencing will hopefully discourage the bison from leaving the zone.

U.S. border agents rescue Canadians from Ontario house fire

I don’t post enough ‘good news’ stories any more; here’s one:

It was just after 1 a.m. Thursday when U.S. Border Patrol marine units based in Buffalo, N.Y., noticed a house on fire on the Canadian shoreline near Niagara Falls, Ont.

The border agents didn’t spot any firefighters or rescue vehicles, so they manoeuvred their boats close to shore and set off their sirens and shone spotlights to alert the residents.

The agents eventually came ashore and one led a family of four, including two children, out of the burning house to a safe spot across the road.

U.S. Customs and Border Protection says a second agent led another family of four to safety from a house adjacent to the blaze while the commander of a second American patrol boat contacted the RCMP to let them know what was going on.

Glad for the great relationship between our countries! 🙂

Quote/Recipe Du Jour

I can understand heating with buffalo chips; I’m just not so sure I’d appreciate the flavour they would impart. But hey, you do what you gotta… 🙂

Uncouth Reflections

Blowhard, Esq. writes:

adamevebuffalo “The Adam and Eve of America,” published by W. T. Ridgley Calendar Co., Great Falls, Montana, 1907

Finally after a couple of weeks’ travel the distant mountains of the west came into view.

This was the land of the buffalo. One day a herd came in our direction like a great black cloud, a threatening moving mountain, advancing toward us very swiftly and with wild snorts, noses almost to the ground and tails flying in midair. I haven’t any idea how many there were but they seemed to be innumerable and made a deafening terrible noise. As is their habit, when stampeding, they did not turn out of their course for anything. Some of our wagons were within their line of advance and in consequence one was completely demolished and two were overturned. Several persons were hurt, one child’s shoulder being dislocated, but fortunately no one was…

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