This is a more usual sighting in the Sierra vs. seeing a River Otter in an alpine lake like I saw the other day, but no matter which critter crosses my path, they are always welcome and a bonus to my outings. I have to admit though that these furry little guys always make my day as I feel myself transported back to my childhood, watching in awe and feeling my heart beat with happiness to have crossed paths. I remember the first time seeing them and we were on a long hike up to Cottonwood Lakes. Finally reaching the top and the Lakes, boulders were strewn all over the beautiful setting. On top of several boulders where Marmots sunning and soaking up the warmth of the rocks. I couldn’t get enough of them and it was a magical moment for me. Unfortunately my pictures from that day got ruined in a freak accident and perhaps those memories were meant to only live in my mind.