We parked at the gate and after walking about 1/4 mile we could see several trails crossing the road, Bjorn commented on it being a "popular spot" due to the number of trails, and a short distance further was the first real rub I had seen (pictures next installment) and after walking another 1/2 mile the roads separated and I told him I was heading uphill, and he said O.K. he was going to hunt until dark and then go back to camp.
After an excruciating climb up the pretty steep (or maybe I am old
) i was seeing a little fresh sign, more tracks than droppings, but good sign nonetheless.
I finally made it all the way to the top of ridge, and back in a few miles and decided that I was as far in as I could go and be back at road to walk out in the dark, so I picked a good stump to sit on and took a little break, and glass the surrounding area.
Not seeing anything other than lots of good country, I threw out a few bugles, to no response, so after a few minutes I decided I better get moving.
I had only walked about 30 yards when I heard a loud "CRASH!!" as I spooked an elk that was walking towards me on the back side of ridge.
a couple cow calls, and silence......
I resumed my departure.
I had walked about 1/3 of the way back down ridge along some power line clearings when I heard a bugle coming from behind me, knowing that there were no hunters that far back, that late in the day (no camping, and walk in only) I bugled back and forth with it a few times getting 2 other bulls to join in, one behind me, one beside me, and one from the bottom I was heading towards on my way out, but due to lateness of the day, there was no way to go after one of them, so I continued on my way.
As I crested the last finger ridge from the bottom, I saw a herd of 12 Elk out in the opening grazing along the creek, one decent bull, and 11 cows/calves.
I stopped and glassed them for a little while wondering if Bjorn was on them, as it was the general area he headed to.
Just before dark I heard the bull bugle, actually more of a "scream !!" and a bunch of coyotes started going off, not sure what was going on, and due to me being off the ridge and back in the bushes, I could no longer see.
I listened to the coyotes as I walked out in the dark...................
P.S. I had a herd of Elk jump the road on me on my way back to camp, 4 standing in the road to stare at me,