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04-17-2014, 07:56 AM
What an amazing trip! Thank you so much for sharing it with us! Lovely, lovely photographs. I'd have loved to see the blood moon in such a setting. We watched it from our front porch and it was lovely, but it feels so different when you're out in the wild with no one else and only the light from the stars.
I hear ya on that "goats on a ledge" problem. We ran into that with the youngsters last year. Your goats should grow out of it eventually. Cuzco is smart enough he either doesn't take those routes in the first place, or he just quietly turns around and backtracks when his trail peters out. We usually don't even realize he took the wrong path because he makes no fuss about figuring it out. Of course, now he's so old he wouldn't be able to climb past most of those obstacles any more. His leaping and clambering days are long gone and we have to stick to trails with wheelchair ramps.
I love that poor, "useless" little Amelia Goat-hart is the one who can find a path around anything. That's how I feel about my Lilly. She's got legs bent every which way and walks like a camel, but she's more athletic than all the other goats combined even when she has an enormous udder swinging along behind. It was funny to see her going places and doing things last year that even the babies wouldn't. Petunia *could* (physically she's probably our most athletic goat) but she doesn't have her mother's bravery and drive. Isn't it great how all their unique personalities, talents, and limitations come out in these treks?
I hear ya on that "goats on a ledge" problem. We ran into that with the youngsters last year. Your goats should grow out of it eventually. Cuzco is smart enough he either doesn't take those routes in the first place, or he just quietly turns around and backtracks when his trail peters out. We usually don't even realize he took the wrong path because he makes no fuss about figuring it out. Of course, now he's so old he wouldn't be able to climb past most of those obstacles any more. His leaping and clambering days are long gone and we have to stick to trails with wheelchair ramps.
I love that poor, "useless" little Amelia Goat-hart is the one who can find a path around anything. That's how I feel about my Lilly. She's got legs bent every which way and walks like a camel, but she's more athletic than all the other goats combined even when she has an enormous udder swinging along behind. It was funny to see her going places and doing things last year that even the babies wouldn't. Petunia *could* (physically she's probably our most athletic goat) but she doesn't have her mother's bravery and drive. Isn't it great how all their unique personalities, talents, and limitations come out in these treks?