Are You Kidding Me??? (My Goat Hunt Story)

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Thought you might all enjoy this.....

So I hit the high country on Friday in search of a Billy goat. About an hour after daylight, 5 miles and 2700 vertical feet in, I spotted a Billy bedded above the trail that leads to Timpanogos Peak. He was bedded about 100 yards above the trail and I watched as some hikers walked by him and he didn't move. So, I continued along the trail until I was just below him at 90 yards. Because he didn't get up and leave when I came by, it felt strange, so I decided to press on and see what I could find up higher.

I moved another mile up the mountain and spotted 7 more goats in some extremely rough country where there was no chance to get close enough for an archery shot. Untouchable. I glassed back where the lone Billy was and he had moved a couple hundred yards across the steep, ledged side hill and bedded again. I looked him over again and he looked like a good one and he was actually in a huntable spot, and I felt that might be something that could be hard to come by......a Billy in a spot where I actually could have a chance to get close. They love the steep, rugged stuff.

So I decided I'd make a play on the Billy. Yes, I had just walked by him at 90 yards and did nothing because it felt strange. He had just laid there. But now I was thinking, "maybe he let me get within 90 yards, but getting within bow range might be a much greater challenge".

I moved to within a couple hundred yards and then began moving slowly and carefully. He was bedded in the open, but I was able to get a few pine trees between he and I that allowed me to stalk in close. At 50 yards I was in a little ravine, so I took off my pack, got my bow off, and snuck closer.

At 35 yards I could see him through the pine tree and he knew something was up. I was busted I thought and he was going to run at any moment. I held still for a long time, playing the waiting game, but I just knew he was going to run at any moment, like a big buck would. Or any deer.

After 10 minutes or so, he began to put his head down off and on, so I thought maybe he wasn't on to me. I was one step from being able to clear a shot around the pine tree, so when he lowered his head, I stepped forward and got ready for him to hopefully turn broadside for a shot. He didn't though, instead he spotted me while facing directly toward me. Not an ethical shot, so I didn't want to chance it. So I waited, froze solid waiting for him to turn. At that point, I was sure I was busted and he'd soon turn and run. But he didn't, he just starred at me for a long time.

Another 10 minutes passed as I was ready to draw and shoot as he stood at 35 yards watching me. At that point, I still thought I must have been well concealed and that he still wasn't sure what I was.

Then he turned quickly AND LAID BACK DOWN! He knew I was there and laid back down! What?!?! That's not what he was supposed to do.
I said out loud for him to hear me, "ARE YOU --ITTING ME!!" At that moment, I couldn't shoot this animal. I couldn't believe it. What the heck?!?! There he was laying there at 35 yards, kill zone well exposed, but I couldn't shoot him. I did take a couple steps closer to 30 yards, drew my bow and put my 30 yard pin on him, but no way could I shoot. I went from thinking I was a stealthy stalker that snuck to within 35 yards of this Billy to thinking I was a dope for sneaking in on a Billy that was hoping I was coming over to hand feed him some grass. ha ha ha

The next 30 minutes found me moving closer, taking pictures and scratching my head and wondering what am I supposed to do? How can I consider this goat hunt a challenge when this goat lets me stand 30, 20 and then even 10 yards away and isn't scared enough to run? And one moment, he walked up to within 9.8 yards of me. I might have been able to pet him, but I didn't really want to get trampled.

So here I sit now thinking that I may be eating a goat tag. I don't know. Turned off right now. Might they be more wild in another area of the unit....??? Or is this just goat hunting??? I didn't expect them to be as hard to get as a deer, but this goat I'm telling you about would've been easier to shoot than one of the deer mounts I have hanging on my walls!!!

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Great story Brian. You have the pleasure of knowing that you could have harvested that Billy numerous times. Darn good job of stalking on your part.

RELH
 
A terrible storm came into a town and local officials sent out an emergency warning that the riverbanks would soon overflow and flood the nearby homes. They ordered everyone in the town to evacuate immediately.

A faithful Christian man heard the warning and decided to stay, saying to himself, ?I will trust God and if I am in danger, then God will send a divine miracle to save me.?

The neighbors came by his house and said to him, ?We?re leaving and there is room for you in our car, please come with us!? But the man declined. ?I have faith that God will save me.?

As the man stood on his porch watching the water rise up the steps, a man in a canoe paddled by and called to him, ?Hurry and come into my canoe, the waters are rising quickly!? But the man again said, ?No thanks, God will save me.?

The floodwaters rose higher pouring water into his living room and the man had to retreat to the second floor. A police motorboat came by and saw him at the window. ?We will come up and rescue you!? they shouted. But the man refused, waving them off saying, ?Use your time to save someone else! I have faith that God will save me!?

The flood waters rose higher and higher and the man had to climb up to his rooftop.

A helicopter spotted him and dropped a rope ladder. A rescue officer came down the ladder and pleaded with the man, "Grab my hand and I will pull you up!" But the man STILL refused, folding his arms tightly to his body. ?No thank you! God will save me!?

Shortly after, the house broke up and the floodwaters swept the man away and he drowned.

When in Heaven, the man stood before God and asked, ?I put all of my faith in You. Why didn't You come and save me??

And God said, ?Son, I sent you a warning. I sent you a car. I sent you a canoe. I sent you a motorboat. I sent you a helicopter. What more were you looking for??
 
Is Box Elder Peak in your unit? It's been years since I've been up there. Only ran into a couple hikers once. Goats might be a bit more skiddish there.
 
The goats I have seen in Colorado are hunted so little and are so used to hikers, there is no fear. Have walked by them at 10 yards more than once and they hardly looked my way.

I think I would have done the same as you. I still don't have a big elk on my wall. I could any day of the year, call a local game ranch and go shoot a 350 bull and spend way less money than I have spent in pursuit of a wild one. But what would I say when someone looked at him on the wall and asked me about the "hunt".

I am sure there are some wild ones out there. At least if you sneak up on one that never sees you, you did your job. Keep looking.

txhunter58

venor, ergo sum (I hunt, therefore I am)
 
LAST EDITED ON Oct-23-17 AT 07:43PM (MST)[p]Mountain goats are pretty stupid. Atleast the ones I've run into over the years have been. Cool animals, can't wait until I get my tag. It's hard for me to say I would have done the same, but I know without a doubt i wouldn't feel good about shooting an animal that close that knew I was there was wasn't worried about it at all. I think when I have my tag, I'll take my stick bow and a rifle. That way if I can get close to one, at least I'll have a cool story about how I killed a goat with a stick bow. It'll add some more difficulty to the whole situation, but not much
 
I think we told you that when you said you drew your tag. Just tuck a little grass in the back of your shorts and he may follow you closer to your truck. For a easier pack out ??? Have fun with it and don't sweat about it. It is what it is.
 
I sure wouldn't hold it against anyone who did shoot, but good for you. I'd like to think that's what i'd do, but i'd have to be the one with the tag and in that spot to tell for sure!
 
That's what I like about you founder, very genuine and that shows in the videos you share of your adventures. It's hunting, not killing. I would have done the same thing. I have more than a few goat points saved up, but hearing that makes me wonder. Sounds like I would get more satisfaction launching some arrows at a rinehart than sticking a goat just to kill him. Hey whats the deal anyways? Shouldn't you be in Colorado chasing muleys right now?
 
The goats in the Uintah Mountains sure don't act like that. They spot you at 500 yards and will run about 5000.
 
There hasn't been a whole heck of a lot of Pope and Young goats killed with an arrow in Utah. Those opportunities don't happen too terribly often, to have a nice Billy in a spot you can get to them and won't die in a spot he won't get broken or maybe unretrievable is one of the hardest parts of the hunt...looks like you had the hard part done
 
I'd rather look at an unpunched tag surrounded by pictures than the head of a Goat that reminded me how tame he was every time I looked at him.
 
Good on you Brian.

I 'ate' my cow moose tag because they would just stand there and look at me when I got like 20 yards on 1 with my bow.

Sure I look back and think how nice it would be to have her next to my Bull moose on the TR wall but it just wasn't for me to arrow one like tame------->

Robb
 
That's why they call it hunting and not killing. Hard to shoot a animal that doesn't see you as a threat.

This comes back to the people who shoot a town deer that has no fear of humans.

Good for you
 
Good story. I think I know what you were feeling, the same thing almost word for word happened to me with a small buck while I was archery deer hunting 8 years ago. For me, when it's too easy, it messes with my head.
 
Tim Wells hunts with a spear........ Could make it much more interesting and challenging. I have also seen people hunt wild pigs with knives.
Good on you for hunting on your terms and ethics.


"I'm just looking for justice, a bit of that tit for tat, and to do it with some style a classic sense of panache"
 
That was a nice looking billy. You should have let an arrow fly at 90 yards and you never would have known that he was domesticated. When does your serason end?

-Hawkeye-
 
Quote: "So I hit the high country on Friday in search of a Billy goat. About an hour after daylight, 5 miles and 2700 vertical feet in, I spotted a Billy bedded above the trail"

You already earned him, it sounds like. If he wasn't big enough, that's different. Looks like a mid-age billy. As you know quite well, you'll never draw that tag again. All the guys who've applied for half their lives without drawing, will be rooting for you.
 
Very Interesting...

Tomorrow he could be as wild as ever, you never know. I could come up with all kinds of reasons to Shoot or Not Shoot.

But I always try to live by this:

"If it Don't feel Right, Then Don't Do It!!! It's your Journey, Nobody Else's."
 
I would've done the same thing. I hunt for the meat and the experience and I think you have a much better experience and story with the way you played it out. Personally, I say well done and you have an awesome story to tell forever.
 
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My current situation precludes me from caring about your opinion but go ahead and give voice to it anyway...

I never have understood it myself yet many have no problem with it and bragging to boot... Here is a damn fine billy but not good enough for my wall. How could you???


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LAST EDITED ON Oct-24-17 AT 12:18PM (MST)[p]LAST EDITED ON Oct-24-17 AT 12:16?PM (MST)

Welcome to hunting mountain goats in the lower 48. That is why I refuse to hunt them in the Lower 48...they are too habituated to humans since they are rarely hunted. I will only hunt them in Alaska or Canada where they are actually hunted regularly a challenge and are "afraid" of me (human). A goat to me is more than just "tough" food. :7
 
I think you did what you thought was best. If you had had an immediate shot opportunity though, you wouldn't have ever thought he was all that "tame". You would have stuck him, packed him out and told us all about the 5 mile, 2700 foot climb you made to find this Billy. And we would have all congratulated you.

I hope you have more time to get after another goat. Good luck to you.

"Therefore, wo be unto him that is at ease in Zion!" 2 Ne. 28: 24
 
LOL...I would have shot at 30yds. would have never know the difference.
An easy hunt just makes up for all the tough ones..enjoy.

from the "Heartland of Wyoming"
 
>That would be about like shooting
>you own bottle fed cow
>lol.

Or riding a fat chick or a moped. Kind of fun until your friends find out...
 
The Billy Looked at Fondler and said:

I Ain't Afraid of You!

I've Seen Millions of TARDS!:D

You Know that Billy was expecting a Treat,Right?:D








Back Me Off to 1,700 Yards,650 is a Little Close & I'm Not Comfortable with it!

A GUT SHOT at 1,700 Yards will Still Make Some Good BRAGGIN Rights so I Can Say I At Least Hit Him!


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Brian,
Thanks for sharing. I really enjoyed this story. The pics are beautiful and I've been right there also. I wouldn't want to ever shoot a Goat but I think it would be fun to go take pics of them.
That's very pretty country and I miss it .
 
Pleasedear. I am afraid I would have loosed an arrow on a cow moose, no matter how tame. I love moose meat!

txhunter58

venor, ergo sum (I hunt, therefore I am)
 
That's Perty Damn Funny!

You done the Right Thing Founder!

We Wanna See Browtine 'Earn' the Pack out!:D






Back Me Off to 1,700 Yards,650 is a Little Close & I'm Not Comfortable with it!

A GUT SHOT at 1,700 Yards will Still Make Some Good BRAGGIN Rights so I Can Say I At Least Hit Him!


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I would have felt the same way. To me, the memory of that is better than if you'd have killed it. Goats near the trail on Timp are almost too tame. A few hikers have been harassed by goats this year. If you want to have more of a "hunt" then hit the basins on the south end of Timp or Box Elder.

My wife shot a goat a few years ago on Box Elder. There were 10 tags that year and we were the last to hunt. Those goats were actually very wild. In the end she shot a nice goat and that satisfied my need to ever hunt them myself.
 
Wasn't going to pop off on this one but I'll start out saying "that's a gorgeous photo. I like that you used it for a web page back ground.

Now then........... I like ole Homer's comment the most. Profound and so very applicable.

As for myself, I hunt with a rifle and I understand the "too close to shoot" rational. I can't begin to count the times I've walked away from big game that I got closer than 300 yards from. Just ruined it for me. In fact, it ruined the day for my entire family and most of my neighbors.

These deer that just walk out from behind a cedar and stand right there at a 150 yards are way too much like shooting fish in a barrel. They see so much human traffic, trucks, cars, kids racing around at 10,000 feet on ATV's, they don't even look up from their dinner plate. Off Road Jamborees every other week, all summer and into the fall, they just let you drive, peddle, or walk right up to them.

Elk,....... good hell, they run right up to, if you blow a bent-copper-tube whistle. Or whistle Dixie, in some cases. Imaging killing one of those stupid, rut crazed things, at a 100 yards or closer?

An, I hate hunting deer and moose in the rut, JUDUS, you don't have to sneak on them at all, just pull up and lay shooting bag across the hood.

The 4th season deer hunts in Colorado are pathetic and none of us on MM would be caught dead on one of those sage brush slaughters.

Long range or go home, that's my mojo. None of this serendipity for this ole cowboy, by hell I'm old school!!

DC
 
Brian

I just spent 10 days in the most rugged country in all of Colorado hunting goatsin the San Juan Needle mountains.

I had read and talked to people that told me the area in a certain drainage that held 80% of the goats and where 100,000 hikers would visit during the summer months to hike the 14er's would be my best chance at finding goats. These goats got a name as pee goats because you could pee and they would walk over to lick the urine. Nobody wants to shoot a pee goat.

I really wasn't familiar with that kind of goat in the few experiences I have had here in the Unitas and on the beaver unit. I almost didn't believe them but the more I spoke to people that's all I heard. One guy told me in a mocking way that you can assassinate a goat it's real easy just walk up to it and bang.

There were other areas outside of this drainage and I chose to hunt those areas not because of the pee goats reputation but the logistics on getting into that drainage.

I hunted hard and long and alone, I hiked from 8,500' to 13,600' and everything inbetween. I found goats and made stalks on them and I was busted too. 48 yards and boof they blew out after spotting me and standing head on waiting for me to make a move, once I did they blew. I learned that they are courious but smart too. They can excape with little effort and feel safe doing it. They aren't real afraid of predators because they can just jump on a cliff and see ya.

I experienced snow, rain, wind, cold, freezing temperatures. I was burnt out and decided I'd take a pee Goat about time.

I made the trex into this drainage about a month after the opener, it was hard, I had to take a train, I had to hike 9 miles in, I had to hike each morning 2,500' to get to where the goats were. I found very little animals, I was frustrated that there wasn't more goats, I finally evacuated the drainage without a goat.

I went back to the outer areas and had made a decision that I'd shoot anything white, I was burning out mentally, physically, I had blisters, my legs were rubber.

With the blessing of some fellow goat hunters that told me of a group they had seen several times in an area 6 miles into wilderness. I made that hike on day 10 and I arrived at mile marker 4.5 and looked across the drainage to find 15 unsuspecting goats feeding on a spine ridge. It was glorious to see, it was a shot of adrenaline.

I closed the distance and cut them off in a saddle. I had 6 arrows in my quiver. I could only get 80 yards and so I decided I'd take a shot and made the adjustments on my sight. I flung 2 arrows both under shooting a great long haired billy. They all ran after arrow #2. I was thinking this isn't happening.

So I swung around and cut them off again this time 100 yards away. I knew I needed to get closer so I arrowed another and walked straight at them. Half of the group ran and as I got to 60 yards I had 4 goats in back standing there looking at me. I picked the very back one as he looked to be the biggest. I had the setting sun glaring in my eyes and I drew my bow and shot missing for a 3rd time.

I began to shake and get frantic at the situation. Arrow 4 was in the rest and I made contact but wasn't sure where the hit was because of the glare from the sun. He runs and pulls off from the group and sits down like a dog on a stepping cliff.

I see the blood spot way back and I got ill at the though of a wounded goat. I snuck above him and shot straight down on him at 50 yards. He wasn't broadside, it was a shot placement on a sitting dog straight on his back. However, this goats hair was so long that my arrow skimmed his side and 1" from him hits a rock and bounces straight back up towards me.

I couldn't believe what was happening, I pull my last arrow and I said if I don't kill this goat I'm f----. Fortunately I hit him good and he doesn't just take off, he was real hurt from the first hit (it ended up a quartering pass through and got the goods) and probably would have died but he just rolled off kinda like just gracefully disappeared off the rocks.

I was so worried he was going to go somewhere and die, fall and break or die in an un-retrievable spot. I took a minute to look for some missed arrows as I was empty. I found 3 but only 1 was usable and it had hit dirt. All I could do was pray, and laugh and hope.

I hiked around the draw he disappeared from and looked down at the base of the cliff and saw him dead at the bottom. It was an emotional relief, a feeling I'd never felt.

I tell you this story because it's as real as it gets. I can tell you I never experienced what I'd heard about tame goats. I did experience everything you hear about how crazy goat hunts are. I had reconciled to the fact that I would of killed a pee goat and been totally happy with it. The mountain had beat me down to that result. And when I went to find a pee goat they weren't there.

I guess I can say persistence paid off for me and it did and does make a difference in the memory of my hunt. I probably will alway look at that full body mount and remember the adventure as told just like I've written.

However, less than 2% of all hunters have a mt goat in their living room or trophy room and I hope you don't eat the tag because a goat had become accustom to humans. They are majestic animals and that goat is a giant, gorgeous white wool.

Spend a day or 2 chasing some others somewhere more off the Human path and then go back and hammer that billy. He is an old monarch even if he isn't afraid of you. That's my 2 cents. But spend more time enjoying the experience. Like you have told us you were going to spend 10 days this round. Do it and get the whole experience but don't eat the tag! Good luck.
 
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>So I hit the high country
>on Friday in search of
>a Billy goat. About an
>hour after daylight, 5 miles
>and 2700 vertical feet in,
>I spotted a Billy bedded
>above the trail that leads
>to Timpanogos Peak. He was
>bedded about 100 yards above
>the trail and I watched
>as some hikers walked by
>him and he didn't move.
>So, I continued along the
>trail until I was just
>below him at 90 yards.
>Because he didn't get up
>and leave when I came
>by, it felt strange, so
>I decided to press on
>and see what I could
>find up higher.
>
>I moved another mile up the
>mountain and spotted 7 more
>goats in some extremely rough
>country where there was no
>chance to get close enough
>for an archery shot. Untouchable.
>I glassed back where the
>lone Billy was and he
>had moved a couple hundred
>yards across the steep, ledged
>side hill and bedded again.
>I looked him over again
>and he looked like a
>good one and he was
>actually in a huntable spot,
>and I felt that might
>be something that could be
>hard to come by......a Billy
>in a spot where I
>actually could have a chance
>to get close. They love
>the steep, rugged stuff.
>
>So I decided I'd make a
>play on the Billy. Yes,
>I had just walked by
>him at 90 yards and
>did nothing because it felt
>strange. He had just laid
>there. But now I was
>thinking, "maybe he let me
>get within 90 yards, but
>getting within bow range might
>be a much greater challenge".
>
>
>I moved to within a couple
>hundred yards and then began
>moving slowly and carefully. He
>was bedded in the open,
>but I was able to
>get a few pine trees
>between he and I that
>allowed me to stalk in
>close. At 50 yards I
>was in a little ravine,
>so I took off my
>pack, got my bow off,
>and snuck closer.
>
>At 35 yards I could see
>him through the pine tree
>and he knew something was
>up. I was busted I
>thought and he was going
>to run at any moment.
>I held still for a
>long time, playing the waiting
>game, but I just knew
>he was going to run
>at any moment, like a
>big buck would. Or any
>deer.
>
>After 10 minutes or so, he
>began to put his head
>down off and on, so
>I thought maybe he wasn't
>on to me. I was
>one step from being able
>to clear a shot around
>the pine tree, so when
>he lowered his head, I
>stepped forward and got ready
>for him to hopefully turn
>broadside for a shot. He
>didn't though, instead he spotted
>me while facing directly toward
>me. Not an ethical shot,
>so I didn't want to
>chance it. So I waited,
>froze solid waiting for him
>to turn. At that point,
>I was sure I was
>busted and he'd soon turn
>and run. But he didn't,
>he just starred at me
>for a long time.
>
>Another 10 minutes passed as I
>was ready to draw and
>shoot as he stood at
>35 yards watching me. At
>that point, I still thought
>I must have been well
>concealed and that he still
>wasn't sure what I was.
>
>
>Then he turned quickly AND LAID
>BACK DOWN! He knew I
>was there and laid back
>down! What?!?! That's not what
>he was supposed to do.
>
>I said out loud for him
>to hear me, "ARE YOU
>--ITTING ME!!" At that moment,
>I couldn't shoot this animal.
>I couldn't believe it. What
>the heck?!?! There he was
>laying there at 35 yards,
>kill zone well exposed, but
>I couldn't shoot him. I
>did take a couple steps
>closer to 30 yards, drew
>my bow and put my
>30 yard pin on him,
>but no way could I
>shoot. I went from thinking
>I was a stealthy stalker
>that snuck to within 35
>yards of this Billy to
>thinking I was a dope
>for sneaking in on a
>Billy that was hoping I
>was coming over to hand
>feed him some grass. ha
>ha ha
>
>The next 30 minutes found me
>moving closer, taking pictures and
>scratching my head and wondering
>what am I supposed to
>do? How can I consider
>this goat hunt a challenge
>when this goat lets me
>stand 30, 20 and then
>even 10 yards away and
>isn't scared enough to run?
>And one moment, he walked
>up to within 9.8 yards
>of me. I might have
>been able to pet him,
>but I didn't really want
>to get trampled.
>
>So here I sit now thinking
>that I may be eating
>a goat tag. I don't
>know. Turned off right now.
>Might they be more wild
>in another area of the
>unit....??? Or is this just
>goat hunting??? I didn't expect
>them to be as hard
>to get as a deer,
>but this goat I'm telling
>you about would've been easier
>to shoot than one of
>the deer mounts I have
>hanging on my walls!!!
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One thing is certain...you have some pics that very, very few people will ever get the chance to take.
 
I drew a tag on the Beaver unit this fall after 20 years of applying. I'd heard the "you can shoot a goat from the road on the Beaver" talk, and I also have some experience with goats on the Wasatch, including Timp.

I planned to kill my goat with a bow, and didn't expect it to be too tough a task. I was worried it might be too easy...

Once I made my first scouting trip, I wasn't as worried about it being too easy. Instead was worried that I'd be able to find a good billy, in a spot where I could get in bow range that also doubled as as spot where he wouldn't fall off cliffs and get destroyed after he died.

Dealt with wind, snow, and cold temps on the hunt. Goats had moved from summer areas (likely due to previous hunting pressure) to higher, steeper, nastier areas. They were unbelievably spooky, to the point that getting within 500 yards wasn't an easy task.

I killed a B&C (50 6/8") billy with a rifle. Hiked hard, made a difficult stalk on a 40-degree slope made of nothing but shale and amazingly got within 250 yards for the shot.

I guess the point is, not all goats are created equal. Other than all goats are super cool!
 
I know, deep down, you feel guilty though. 250 yards with a riifle, really? Don't you think that was like petting one before you backed off so it didn't fill your scope with a blob of white hair?

Sure hope these kinds of killing don't catch on around here, first thing you know guys will be kill animals from ground blinds and feeders, at 20 yards.

Disgusting!

Congratulations, to both of you goat hunters, for gutting it out and taking what mountain gave you. Sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes your the bug. Next time one just might walk out right in front of you too.

DC
 

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