Ride the Bronze Buffalo: Ride the Bronze Mountain Goat

After a long adventure through the Rockies, and deciding that my own feet were too weak to support my own weight, I decided that I should ride the way the true mountain men do when venturing in the higher elevations.

And so I rode the bronze mountain goat, to my final destination...a place called, home. A place that few people reach in this day and age. For as I found myself in cradling the young goat offspring, I knew that I was a contented voyager. And that my trusted steed had carried me well.