We wandered all the curves and right before heading out of the Wildlife Loop, a beautiful rainbow started to appear over a herd of buffalo. And in my excitement, I could only yell, "Rainbow over buffalo" over and over again, which I suffered relentless teasing for. Mom said that my Native American name must be Rainbow Over Buffalo. I think she's right. It was a wonderful moment. The light in Custer State Park is just like it is in Wyoming and Montana. In one word. Amazing. I love the American West and this area is just the beginning of it. I can't wait to return.
I love this shot, especially because you can see the rainbow's light as it hits the ground. We got to see the end of the rainbow and it was in South Dakota! Who knew?
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