People kept pointing it out to us, but we still couldn’t find it. “Do you see the white rock on the side of the near cliff? Well, just go up from there and you’ll find it…from here it looks like a brown spot about a quarter inch long, but up close it’s probably a hundred pounds.”

And lo and behold- there it was- we spied the mountain goat as it edged its way along the cliff. It dislodged a rock which fell a thousand feet below.