Rocky Mountain National Park

On the way in, I had to stop to take pictures of the herd of mountain goats wandering about just above the road. After tearing myself away from the tourist shops in Estes Park, which could take at least an entire day by themselves, I made it to the park itself, where I found this lovely display in the Fall River visitor center. Unfortunately, nobody seems to have told the birds this...

There were audible thunderstorms going on in the mountains, but they always seemed to be somewhere else than where I was. You can see the line of rain across the far mountains in the picture here. Also in this picture you can see the alluvial fan, which apparently had come down far enough to close the road (it was a very wet summer.)

This bird just flew through my picture!

It was pretty clear that despite large numbers of signs warning against it, people had been feeding the animals. They didn't appear to have any fear of people whatosever. This did make them easier to photograph.

Up above the treeline. It was extremely windy up this high, and once I reached the alpine visitor center it started snow flurrying. But that was the sole bit of "bad" weather I saw all day.

In this location Carmen Sandiego would probably steal: the alluvial fan