While on a trip to Loch Lomond on the 30th July 2009 we spotted a Wild Goat on a cliff edge.
Now these goats are big buggers. Long horns and mad staring Yellow eyes.... EVIL things.
Well this Nanny had slipped on the steep side of the loch on the west Highland way side. The cliff gave way under it. It was stuck and could not get back up.
We tried a pincer movement.
This involved me tying my Yamaha XLT 1200 to a rock while Derek Left his Yamaha Superjet to float in a natural hollow.
I came from the left making all sorts of cowgirl noises.... woo hoo and yip yip and anything to chase it away. Derek came from the right and his natural female magnetism sent the nanny goat running in my direction.
I decided when it was about 12 inches from my face it could have right of way. I was not going to make it ask a second time. I then launched off the rock into the frozen loch.
We re-grouped and started again, this time the game was on; the goat stayed in the middle looking to go up the large tree just above it. After a few tense moments and some strange noises from all 3 of us the goat went for ME again....
We decided to tactfully retreat and call the Scottish Society for the prevention of Cruelty to animals was in order (SSPCA).
Day 3 at 8 am we checked and the goat from hell is still trapped.
The 2 female officers arrived from the SSPCA and on hearing that we had the kit and would take them on the jet skis they promptly changed tune and would assist the goat even though it is out of there team boundary.
We fitted them out in our best bib and tucker. With full safety kit and a quick safety instruction on what to do if they fall in. ( No 1 - hold your breath..!) We were off.
My Yamaha 1200 XLT
Derek's' Yamaha superjet
and the Yamaha Dinghy with a outboard 2.5 horsepower (fast).
The 4 of us, using the pincer movement that was so well practised the night before, cornered the EVIL ONE....Derek had the goat by the horns and one of the officers by the rump. Glad it's a Girl, any lad in her position would never have lived it down. I helped the Sn Inspector Hog Tie the feet and we all put the goat on the the back of my 1200 Yammy as if on the back of a cowboys horse.
Derek, the only man of the group was driving with one hand on the horns to stop legs or heaven forbid my ski be damage. With the Sn Inspector on the back hugging the goat.
We covered its eyes with a towel, more to stop it staring us out than to calm it down.
I then assisted the other officer down to the beach where all 4 of us said goodbye to the goat from hell....as it trotted off up the the beach it stopped and looked back with a stare of a certain Californian Governor "I'LL BE BAAAACK...!!"
Then we all returned to our normal lives feeling better if not a wee bit Superior for saving the life of a dumb animal.
This is not to be mixed up with the much valued Loch Boat Rescue team but is in fact the Lock Goat rescue Team.
Goat rescue on a Jet ski we got to love the good news...
With all the beast.... Elaine Grimes from Glasgow and Derek Jude Fosse Hill and the 2 officers from the Milton / Dumbarton office of the SSPCA.
Have a Goat Night to one and all...