07-18-2015, 12:33 PM
I've been super busy lately and I'm way behind on the hikes I had hoped to have completed by now. I decided to do a mellow hike up to the wild-flower plateau on Timpanogos. My brother and his two dogs came along, and you'll remember that Chewy the dog was the one that had his foot crushed by a big sharp rock a few months back. So he's healed up now. Due to goats growing and getting a 6th goat, the Suburban is not capable of carrying the whole herd anymore, so I had to leave some behind. That means the boys get to go and the girls had to stay. I hate to do it but I really needed to get some practice hiking in with the actual pack goats and the baby needed some trail time.
Bacchus surveys his domain
Shelby G.T. wore packs, and as you can see, I have no backpack. Exactly as it should be!
Due to being busy, I missed the wild-flower season this year. Only a few patches remained.
As usual, the cliffs were lousy with mountain goats. This guy was probably a bachelor biding his time away from the rest.
The air was particularly clear. The storms missed us and headed north to the Uintas instead.
I believe this is the greatest toilet on the planet. The view! Yours or other people's-- thats up for debate.
This was Vincent VanGoat's first mountain trek. At first he didn't get it, but he caught on quickly and shows every sign of becoming a great pack goat.
His main problem is the same problem I've always had with the babies-- They get pets from other people and want to follow them instead.
I think its something they grow out of because the other goats know me and stick with me exclusively, like a dog.
They've even figured out how to deal with switchbacks now-- Something I thought goats always had problems with.
When we got home, he was so tuckered out that he just stood there by the truck-- No movement.
I was in bad shape myself. My new boots gave me blisters and I had a lot of aches.
Thats what I get for skipping too many weeks. I'll be hiking a lot more frequently from now on.
Bacchus surveys his domain
Shelby G.T. wore packs, and as you can see, I have no backpack. Exactly as it should be!
Due to being busy, I missed the wild-flower season this year. Only a few patches remained.
As usual, the cliffs were lousy with mountain goats. This guy was probably a bachelor biding his time away from the rest.
The air was particularly clear. The storms missed us and headed north to the Uintas instead.
I believe this is the greatest toilet on the planet. The view! Yours or other people's-- thats up for debate.
This was Vincent VanGoat's first mountain trek. At first he didn't get it, but he caught on quickly and shows every sign of becoming a great pack goat.
His main problem is the same problem I've always had with the babies-- They get pets from other people and want to follow them instead.
I think its something they grow out of because the other goats know me and stick with me exclusively, like a dog.
They've even figured out how to deal with switchbacks now-- Something I thought goats always had problems with.
When we got home, he was so tuckered out that he just stood there by the truck-- No movement.
I was in bad shape myself. My new boots gave me blisters and I had a lot of aches.
Thats what I get for skipping too many weeks. I'll be hiking a lot more frequently from now on.