A packgoat buddy and I decided to hike into Idaho's Selway Bitterroot Wilderness one spring and headed out as soon as the ground was free from snow. The high country still had a huge snow pack and the creek crossings were really high. We ended up tying all of our lead ropes together to form a long line which I hooked on each goat in turn to provide some stability against the current which was hitting part way up their side as they came across. The trip turned out to be great so he asked if he could borrow two of my goats to take his family back in the next week end. I said sure thing. I gave him two huge Saanen/Alpine/Nubian crosses. One weighed 240 and the other 260. (This is important later) On the way in he did the same thing with the ropes and was making good progress even though the water was even higher than the previous week. One crossing had a big log for a bridge so he walked over and looked back to make sure the goats were coming. They were, so he headed out and then heard his wife scream. He looked back and she was on the log reaching into the water. He ran back and saw that one of my goats had fallen off the wet log on the upstream side and the current had it pinned under the log. The water was so high that the goat was completely under water and couldn't breath. He pulled but couldn't budge it. The goat weighed 260 and was loaded with 50 lbs making the total package over 300lbs. Add the force of the roaring water and it's no wonder he couldn't budge it. Seconds were ticking by and he quickly decided to take his knife an start cutting any saddle and pannier straps he could get a hold of to try and get the goat loose. Just as he started to cut the first one the goat gave one last big struggling kick and the panniers moved enough to let the goat slide under the log and out the other side. He helped it to its feet while it coughed and wheezed up water from its lungs. After about a 20 minute break it was back to normal and they hiked the rest of the way to camp. The goat refused to cross a log from that day on. He would slide down the bank and wade the creek no matter how deep it was while the other goats walked the log. I never tried to get him back on a log bridge. I figured he had good reason to avoid logs and if he wanted to wade the creek that was fine by me.