Charles Goodnight Bison Herd

Charles Goodnight, also known as Charlie Goodnight, was an American cattle rancher in the American West, perhaps the best known rancher in Texas. He is sometimes known as the “father of the Texas Panhandle.” Born March 5, 1836, in Illinois and died on December 12, 1929, in Arizona. Buried in Goodnight Cemetery, TX. Mary Ann Dyer “Molly” Goodnight (September 12, 1839 – April 11, 1926) was an American cattlewoman and rancher married to prominent Texas rancher and cattleman Charles Goodnight. She was a 1991 inductee of the National Cowgirl Museum and Hall of Fame. Is the only southern bison herd left intact from the days of annihilation. … Read more

For the Love of Texas Bison and Texas Craft Beer

For the Love of Texas Bison and Texas Craft Beer by Dan Humphries  Bull Dancer Bison Ranch As a bison rancher that sells grass fed bison meat and also products in the craft beer industry I want to share the excitement in the Texas Craft Beer industry by a paring of Texas Bison Meat and Texas Craft Beers.  I have worked with many Craft Breweries and have included 3 links on the last page to help you do some fun research and find your favorite local craft brewer to choose your favorite brew to pare with your 4th of July … Read more

Texas Bison History

Buffalo Jumps -Texas  Charles Goodnight Bison Herd Pages: 1 2 3 A metal arrow point from a long-ago bison hunt still stuck in a centuries-old bison vertebrae found in the Texas panhandle.   Bison – Buffalo Timeline for Texas   Early: 25-30 million bison on the Plains. 1500’s An estimated 30 to 60 million bison living in North America.1535 – At last the end of 35 days, Coronado determined to send his army home and take a special squad of 20 horsemen  and  go  on  to the wonderful  country  of  which  the  Turk  had  spoken  and  called  Quvsira,  and  which  the  local  … Read more

Southern Plains Bison: April 2014

Spring has most definitely sprung and it’s ‘raining red-dots’. For me; it’s miraculous and one of my favorite times of the year. Just the other day I was working on a round-to-it with the herd off in the distance, but well in sight. It was late afternoon and turning into early evening.  My hands were occupied with menial task, while I contemplated things that were complicated to me for no reason and to no pragmatic end.  All at once the herd emerged from its afternoon hibernation, set off by a red-dot chain reaction of running and playing for no reason … Read more