One Shitty Park—Literally

Warning: Contents of this post may be offensive to some readers

At the visitors’ centers of most national parks you can buy a children’s book called Who Pooped in the Park. The book has often caught my attention, but not as much so as at Theodore Roosevelt National Park. Here the book is pretty much a “must have” guide to wildlife.

As I noted before, the views here are gorgeous. The wildlife is also spectacular—but they come with a cost. They poop. And they poop a lot. Much of the hikes are spent leaping over huge mounds of buffalo poop.




The wild horses create their share of poop, too. Theirs are smaller patties, but still make up the larger poops.



The deer and elk create smaller, more dainty pellets. Much more pleasant to jump over if not too spread out.



Alas, they even fill the roads with their excrement. I’m surprised they spend enough time on the roads to do their business there. Perhaps they just shit and run.