09: A Goat in the Clouds
As if not to disturb or alert the people packing up at the high altitude slow food festival behind me, a small mountain goat tiptoed through the clouds and into the opening. The sheer drop on three sides didn't seem to bother him, and he walked the jagged edge until he realised he'd been spotted, at which point he casually retreated back to where he came from - a sheer, almost vertical cliff away from the prying eyes of humans.