It's a Small World After All
Goliath is my buddy Mike's (SherpaMike) dog. Goliath (a.k.a. The G-Man) is an incredibly resilient doofus of a St. Bernard.
Mike told me today that he met a few VFTT'ers along the trail. He couldn't remember who everyone was, but he remembered Brutus!!! Goliath has been following in Brutus' tracks for a while, as I've been sharing Brutus' trail info with Mike.
Various members of my crew have travelled with Goliath to Moosilauke, Zealand, The Bonds, and Carrigain, as well as numerous local trips. My runt of a black lab loves to torment Goliath. The big guy just doesn't know what to do with the pushy little bugger!
I've always gotten such a kick of of Goliath -- adults of my generation assume he's Cujo and run in fear. Every kid thinks of him as Beethoven and run up to greet him. Poor dog! He doesn't know what to think. And in dog years, he's just graduating from puppy hood and becoming the uber-trail dog he is destined to be.
There have been a number of trips where my dogs have stayed home due to their physical limitations, so Goliath is way ahead on the peaks -- he has 9 left. And he's thru the worst, including bagging Whiteface on the Blueberry Ledge trail last week.
The last peak I did with Mike & the G-Man was Carrigain...picture to follow....