photos of badlands near Morrin Bridge, Alberta

When I was a tyke, I satisfied a burgeoning geological curiosity when dragged by my parents out to the badlands near Morrin Bridge. Ranging up and down the slopes, searching for dinosaur bones, I would spend hours in rockhounding bliss. It was great to go back after all these years. The badlands are less forbidding, but every bit as fun--and fossil-filled--as I remembered them.