Well now the fun started to get rolling. I left you with elk found an hours drive away and the rain falling.
Well it rained all night and into the morning hours. We decide to walk from camp this morning on Rusty's observations. He said he had seen a herd of "mule deer" tracks going across the creek to the other mountain. Real big "mule deer" tracks. Hmmmm, can Rusty tell between a muley track and an elk?
We'll find out. My journey was to head north and loop the ridge to the west. Had to go a mile to get the wind right but it was finally quiet and I moved 150 yds at a time. Calling sparingly to see if elk were in the draws as I went. After a couple of hours, I found myself on top of the ridge in full sunlight and dipped over the west side. Now the wind was perfect as the thermal started moving down the ridge. As I moved slowly up the drainage, I started feeling the elk. They were here alright, but where? A hundred yards further and fresh track. Real fresh, looks like a cow, calf and maybe a bull track. Heading into a small blind canyon. Perfect!
I slowed my pace and moved from tree to tree, following the trail. Fresh droppings now. Still warm! Good! Finally a couple hundred yards up, I get a look at the small drainage. On top just under the ridge, is a small bench with large trees, bedding area for sure. But it's too early for bed. They should be feeding. Across from me and up higher is a steep slope covered in huckleberry bushes. Hmmmm, maybe.
I setup behind a large tree and called softly. Dang the diaphram has blown out. Got to get another out. I do and cow call softly again. Nothing! no sound, so movement! Yet I seem to know they were there. I decide to drop into the bottom of the draw for more cover. I step around the tree and a herd of 4 cows, 3 calves and a nice 5 pt bull step around a bush 60 yds out. They were coming to the call and now had me in the open. They waved and spun, I called and waved as they crested the ridge in a few minutes.
Dang we have elk in camp. Cool!!
Mike