Having seen these marmots first hand - I find myself wondering - why are they so daring?
It's almost as if the marmots expect to be fed. One marmot almost came right up to me - even though I kept shooing it away. It's almost as if it was expecting me to feed it.
Is this what some people are doing??
Finally I had to throw a few rocks at it - and even then, it only left when one rock narrowly missed it's head (I sent the other ones wide on purpose).
There were also other rodents around - small 'rabbit mice' - mice with big ears. They don't appear to have damaged my gear, but I was really expecting to wake up to a bag and tent full of holes. Or to find that they had dragged away my socks (which I had left to dry in my vestibule.
