I saw my first Marmot in Glacier National Park in 2010 and I've been in love with them ever since. On this trip they were everywhere and literally throwing themselves at me. When we were on the Beartooth, we had one launch himself off a 10+ foot snowbank and land right in the middle of the road. We hadn't even seen him coming until he was flying through the air. Silly Marmot.
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