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When we reached the end of the trail, a beautiful sight was waiting for us. The forest ended abruptly, leaving us standing in a meadow surrounded by mountains. There were a few trees here and there, but other than that it was just a meadow.

Jamie and Hanni were pointing out certain mountains, naming them. Some of the names were really cool – I wish I remembered them. They were going along the ridge, naming the mountains, when they pointed out a bunch of moving spots.

“See those moving spots on the mountain right there? Those are goats.”

Of course, I was interested in the goats.

“Hanni, do you know what kind of goats they are?”

“I really don’t. I wish I could tell you.”

“Do you know if they are full size? Or if they are pygmies?”

She laughed at me. I grinned back at her, knowing that she wouldn’t know the answer. I had to ask it anyway, but I knew she wouldn’t know. People normally can’t even tell me if the goats had floppy ears or pointy ears. There was no way she was going to be able to tell me the size of the goats.

“Nope, I don’t know. Sorry.”

We headed back to the van – we were going to go get resupplied! I couldn’t wait to get more food (really, I couldn’t wait to get more of the best trail mix ever, Banana Split. :D)

As I walked the trail I had worked on, I was proud of what we had done. We had worked together as a crew, accomplishing something that was going to make things easier for other people. Because of what we had done, people were going to be able to go see the beautiful meadow and the goats on the mountain.

When we reached the split in the trail, everyone grabbed their bags and the tools they had walked up with. We walked down the mountain much faster than we walked up it – we wanted to get to the air conditioning and radio!

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*Everything here is from my own memory and may not be correct. Outward Bound is not responsible for anything I post here. Thanks too NCOBS for letting me use their photos.*