While I was bike touring I spent a few nights at the Bike Camp in Twin Bridges, Montana, which is a cyclists-only camping facility in the town park. One evening I was reading by the river when I heard a splash. Looked up to see a beaver crawl up on the riverbank. The name of the river....wait for it....the Beaverhead River. Back in 2000, while also touring in Montana, a badger ran across the road while I was climbing...wait for it...Badger Pass heading to Dillon.