Being Irish, you don't grow up with bears, snakes or any dangerous animals really. So while I was up in the Rocky Mountains for a weekend,
I of course went looking for bears. Not knowing what to do if I found one didn't matter. It's important to come home after a trip
and have a good story about being chased by something with big teeth.
I never saw anything so this is a picture of a few nice bridges crossing a valley high up in the Rockies.