Today we did our first goat packing trip off the property.  They did not flunk, and they did better than the llamas, but Tom gave them a D grade.  They had to stop a lot for eating breaks, peeing breaks and laying down breaks.

Because they were averaging about 1 mile per hour, we did not make it to Elbow Lake but instead stopped on a switchback to have our lunch and turned around.

So my dreams of hiking the Washington Pacific Crest Trail are kaput, as are any overnight backpacking trip.  But I had a nice lunch and hike in pretty woods on a gorgeous day with my husband and a couple of goat buddies.  So all is not lost.