We recently explored the area around Buffalo, WY and one of the most impressive drives we did was through Crazy Woman Canyon. There are several legends explaining the name - from that of a white woman who witnessed the massacre of her entire family by indians to the poorly translated indian word for prostitute.
Crazy Woman Creek forms the canyon and it is a lovely, rushing stream.
This is a narrow canyon . . .
With sheer rock faces and overhangs that crowd the narrow, one lane road.
We've seen these wild roses before. They have such a wonderful smell that permeates the air anywhere near them.
We came out of the canyon into a grassy plain and this little darling was as intrigued by us as we were by her. She posed for quite a while - long enough for me to get a picture with my little camera and for JC to get his big ole D90 out and take some shots. Not to worry, her parent was standing guard, but too far away for good pictures!!