There is an aspect of keeping up with the Jones's on a trip like this. You start to feel that everyone else has seen a bear, but that for some reason they are choosing to hide from you. You travel slowly along isolated roads in the hope of catching a glimpse and it seems that the bears have all decided to steer clear. You then head for the main road and just as you are getting up speed, you come across one of the creatures calmly munching a salad in the ditch about ten feet from the main highway north.
The next lay by has a notice warning of gopher holes, and, being more sociable by nature, Mr and Mrs G pop out to say hello.
There are all sorts of animals which are of the same ancestry as their European counterparts, but somehow or other, they manage to look a bit different - smaller or larger.
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