I have to say one thing about the Bison Olympic Games – they are confusing.
Last weekend I caught a glimpse of the competition in Elk Island National Park. I was trying to keep up with these wild bison as they put on quite a performance. I wasn’t always clear on the finer points of each event but I may have just been distracted by all those wonderfully toned bodies.
The first event was fairly straight forward. It was a race to the edge of the snow line. Those big bodies could move right along.
Of course, some bison didn’t fair so well. One of the smokers had to stop and catch her breath.
Then one of the younger bison quickly got left behind in the snow. She seemed to be sliding around without much traction. Perhaps she didn’t have the right hoof wax for the conditions.
Part way through the race, one delegation left in a huff. I wasn’t clear exactly what country they represented or what was their beef. I found it a bit amusing since it appeared as though they put their hoods over their heads and left in some sort of choreographed pattern.
Another group tested positive for steroids and was forced to leave the games. No wonder those bodies looked so good.
The next performance was confusing. It seemed to be some sort of judged event that involved a lot of wandering around and closely following. I decided to show this event by photographing a whole bison in two parts. Thinking about it now, the first bison may not have fully appreciated the effect.
Suddenly one of the matriarchs stopped in mid performance. She turned around with a glare that had even the normally unflappable Canadian judge scrambling to raise her score.
I took my cue and decided it was time to leave. Apparently these Bison Games are a bit more serious than I first imagined.