First multi-day pack trip!

[Nanno]

Gayle and I reunited in the valley and Gayle had me lead Tuvoc down the next steep section. It had some tricky spots on it that required more maneuvering than she she thought she should do with the llamas strung together. The goats had no difficulty crossing a large, steep boulder the size of a dump truck, and they went on ahead of us down the trail. Little did they know that I planned to take Tuvoc around the far side of the boulder. When the goats looked back and didn't see me following them down the rock, they panicked and ran back up to look for me. They came bursting around the boulder just as Tuvoc and I were about to carefully negotiate a series of smaller boulders. Tuvoc spooked and leaped off the rocky hillside, smacking me square between the shoulder blades with his right pannier in the process. I almost lost my balance on the rocks and started to fall as Tuvoc pulled the rope out of my hands. I know I should have held onto him, but I was afraid he was going to pull me right off the edge, so I let go. By some miracle I managed to stay upright, but Tuvoc was trotting down the mountain as fast has his old legs would go and the goats were chasing after him. I called the goats back while Gayle jogged down the trail after Tuvoc. Thankfully it was the old, highly trained llama that had escaped and not the wild, unhandled one. Tuvoc eventually stopped in some thick brush near a creek crossing so he could wait for Spot and that's when Gayle managed to catch hold of his rope.   

We set up camp in the same spot we had used on our way out. I unloaded the goats and Finn and Sputnik immediately crashed while Petunia went straight to eating. 
   

Finn fell asleep almost at once. 
   

Then it was Sputnik's turn to fall over. The goats never laid out on their sides at the same time. One always waited for the other to pop up before he flopped over. 
   

The sun was hot on the hilltop but Petunia found some relief under the rain fly of our tent. 
   

What a view! 
   

Spot was tired too. 
   

Sputnik laid down near Spot. By the third day, Spot was accustomed to the goats and didn't mind them at all. The goats enjoyed hanging out in Spot's picket area that evening and the next morning.  
   

I don't know how they sleep like this. It looks uncomfortable to lay balanced on a single horn tip.