. . . because sometimes you have a question that only a goat can answer.
Ho-o-o-o-wdy! My name’s Monty and I’m top goat at the top of Scotchman Peak. Bein’ the Friends of Scotchman Peaks Wilderness mascot has its cha-a-a-allenges, I wa-a-a-nt you to know. Sometimes, it ge-e-e-ts mighty crowded up here, for instance, and us mountain goats don’t much like being crowded. I mean, why-y-y do you think we live up here in the rocks?
Ho-o-o-wever, we’re all for wi-i-i-i-lderness, so I’m here to answer your questions about the Scotchman Peaks.
Do you wanta know how hi-i-i-igh our peaks are, or where to get great pictures of my home and playground? Ho-o-o-ow about all the other four-leggers in these parts? Or those cra-a-a-azy two-leggers stomping around with humps on their backs
I know nothin’ about ma-a-a-ath, physics, literature and not much about poetry — except hi-i-i-iaku — but I do know about mountain goats and the Scotchman Peaks. I’ve tramped every be-e-e-eutifull inch of this wild area, so go on, ask me anything.
