Winter comes quickly in the Cascade Mountains of the Pacific Northwest. One minute the weather is clear; the next there is nothing but white as a wet mist and snow envelop the rugged terrain. Out of nowhere there appears the king of crags . . . bounding effortlessly over impossible footholds on the sheer mountainside. This is the domain of the mountain goats and their High Society is one which few living things?man or beast?will ever encounter. - RF