One of my goals for my trip to the Black Hills of South Dakota was to see some bighorn sheep, so I was very excited to start seeing road signs on Highway 385 warning of bighorn sheep crossing the road. But after about half an hour I still hadn't seen any. I had almost given up hope, when I glanced to the side of the road and saw four sheep grazing in someone's well-manicured front yard. There was one male with big curly horns, and three females with short horns. The females looked up at me when I pulled over to stop, but the male kept eating. Eventually he decided it was time to move on, and started walking down this person's driveway like it had been made for sheep, and not cars. After a moment the females followed suit. The male, then the group of females made their way down the driveway (which crossed over a bridge), up to the highway, and crossed it and started grazing on the hill on the side of the road. It was quite a sight!