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11-23-2017, 06:27 PM
This morning when I was looking out across the valley, I thought I saw Luna chasing deer. The thing is, though, she never leaves the yard. Grabbed the binoculars and it was a huge coyote. It wasn't chasing the deer-- They were chasing it! About 5 does were trying to chase it down and they seemed angry. It got away into the trees in the river bottom. So cool to see but of course I'm going to be double-checking my security fencing.
Being Thanksgiving, I decided to take the 5 boys and Luna on a grand hike. I left the girls behind since they're in heat and they can act like jerks and do embarrassing things. Since the canal is dry, we took a shortcut and were in the hills in no time.
Luna sure has grown, hasn't she? She teases the goats too much trying to get them to play.
Barry Goatalo considers the jump.
All 5 packers.
I decided to more than double the usual hike. We went up a new, faint bike trail where we could see the San Rafael out on the horizon.
There's a 4wheeler trail coming down where one mistake would dump you off of a huge cliff into the reservoir. They've emptied it to do some improvements.
Vincent VanGoat is wearing an empty setup that I won in the Rendy's auction. This time of year its nice to have a hunter orange goat along. Normally I like to be more incognito. Notice that I painted the wood saddle gloss black. I had some epoxy primer and a black polyurethane I use for welding projects. Seemed to me a neon orange setup would look nice with a black saddle. Turned out well!
I decided to get back to the road via one of the plateaus. They tend to be finger-like but this one is Y shaped, with one branch having a nice road leading down the cliffs. When I got to the crossroads, a deer spotted us and seemed rather displeased. We weren't even that close but it was too close for him. He bounced along the cliff edge and vanished over a hump. I thought to myself... "Nah, he's not gunna....." and then I see this deer plunging off of a 30 foot cliff, tumbling end over end. Nice launch. He hit the slope below, which luckily was smooth dirt and rolled a ways, then stopped in a heap. I watched... a few seconds later a head pops up and looks around. He got up and stood for a bit then wandered off without any sign of inury.
He shall hence be known as "Geronimo".
Being Thanksgiving, I decided to take the 5 boys and Luna on a grand hike. I left the girls behind since they're in heat and they can act like jerks and do embarrassing things. Since the canal is dry, we took a shortcut and were in the hills in no time.
Luna sure has grown, hasn't she? She teases the goats too much trying to get them to play.
Barry Goatalo considers the jump.
All 5 packers.
I decided to more than double the usual hike. We went up a new, faint bike trail where we could see the San Rafael out on the horizon.
There's a 4wheeler trail coming down where one mistake would dump you off of a huge cliff into the reservoir. They've emptied it to do some improvements.
Vincent VanGoat is wearing an empty setup that I won in the Rendy's auction. This time of year its nice to have a hunter orange goat along. Normally I like to be more incognito. Notice that I painted the wood saddle gloss black. I had some epoxy primer and a black polyurethane I use for welding projects. Seemed to me a neon orange setup would look nice with a black saddle. Turned out well!
I decided to get back to the road via one of the plateaus. They tend to be finger-like but this one is Y shaped, with one branch having a nice road leading down the cliffs. When I got to the crossroads, a deer spotted us and seemed rather displeased. We weren't even that close but it was too close for him. He bounced along the cliff edge and vanished over a hump. I thought to myself... "Nah, he's not gunna....." and then I see this deer plunging off of a 30 foot cliff, tumbling end over end. Nice launch. He hit the slope below, which luckily was smooth dirt and rolled a ways, then stopped in a heap. I watched... a few seconds later a head pops up and looks around. He got up and stood for a bit then wandered off without any sign of inury.
He shall hence be known as "Geronimo".
I don't drink beer, but if I did, I'd prefer Dos Equis. Stay thirsty my friends!