We stayed with the sheep for more than an hour, and then headed up the road. Ray pulled the car over, and we climbed up to get close to them. I found a nice, big rock on which to sit and observe. They were munching on the wildflowers that are so plentiful on Mt. Evans in the summer. We moseyed on down to the car after about an hour, and then headed up near the summit.
Views are beyond verbal description up there.
The skies are everchanging, which makes no two moments exactly alike. The day was nearing an end, so we headed back down the mountain. The Mt. Goliath Trail provides more examples of the krummholz effect. I was concentrating on the trees as I looked through the viewfinder of my camera. The magnificent bull was just to the left of the very trees that I was focusing on.