Yak Week, Part 3

This yak was just lying around on the shoulder of the trail, perhaps on guard to make sure only patrons of the adjacent restaurant used the toilet.

I'm not at all sure why in part 1 of Yak Week we said that the yak was "our worst enemy" as well as our best friend, other than that the writer assigned to that piece was literally falling asleep at the keyboard as he tried to compose the post. We've decided to leave the record intact and not revise that entry, but really, we hold no ill will against the noble yak.