While we were bear stalking yesterday Randy saw some mountain goats through his spotting scope.
In all, he counted eight males. (How he managed to determine their sex from that distance, I've no idea.) The weather report coming over the walkie-talkie promises good conditions so the guides have decided that today we will try to get to the mountain and the goats.
After a long, relaxing sleep I join the others at 8.00am in the middle room on the second floor of the yacht. I woke to the smell of bacon frying. As I did most of my packing yesterday I'm free to go and look for my breakfast.
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Chapter VII.: Hard times in Alaska
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„Goat Hunting Spike Camp