Just getting my feet back under me now. It was a very tough hunt. We always get on elk, and it's been a long time since we've gone a full day without seeing and/or hearing elk up close. But this hunt, that was the exception and not the rule. We didn't shoot an elk for the first time since I've been making the trip to Colorado; we didn't even have a shot opportunity. I saw one bull.
It leaves a bitter taste. Not the lack of a kill (though me and partners are 11/11 prior to this trip on shooting elk, and our family lives on game meat), but the lack of action. We climbed and fought to reach a number of previous hotspots, including a 40-mile circuit hike, without reward.
I'm very dejected, honestly. I suppose my hopes were too high, but all the preparation with no opportunities is hard.