Our camp at Lone Elk Lake. Not thinking, we peed down the hill below our tent and later in the night two mountain goats walked into our camp for a salt lick. They woke me up with their clomping when they walked right next to our tent. I was lying motionless and chuckling thinking about how I could reach out and grab one of them by the leg but relented with a "maybe that's a bad idea". Sept 13, 2007 (Splattski by Splattski)