Dear Summer: More Bison, Less People. Thanks.
In my travels, crowds are optional.
Have you ever sat at your desk at work or on your couch at home and felt that restless pull for something more wild, more wide-open? The kind of place where the air smells like sage and the wind never stops moving? Where the horizon stretches so far you can almost feel the curve of the earth, and the only traffic jam involves a lone bison ambling across the prairie? A place where sunsets don’t just fade—they set the giant sky ablaze, pouring gold and crimson across a landscape so open it feels like it could swallow you whole.
I’m here to tell you that place exists. It’s called Buffalo Gap National Grassland, and almost no one makes the trek to visit it.
Maybe that’s because it doesn’t have an entrance station or a scenic loop with neatly labeled pull-offs. There’s no gift shop, no ranger programs, no crowds jostling for the best selfie. It’s just there—nearly 600,000 acres of rolling prairie, winding draws, and towering buttes that feel like they’ve been fo…