This is the last story I have of a great couple days with guys I hope to share a camp with again.
The last morning that i was there, Tracy, Ben, and I headed to a place that Tracy swore was loaded with elk sign. There was a bench, that was elk utopia. We made our way up a 4 wheeler trail. On the way ole "bear bait" Ben spyed another bruin. A smaller one that chose to run from Ben, instaed of at him. We the ran onto a group of mulies, with a decent 3 point with the group. My tag was good for a different unit, and Tracy and Ben didn't have mulie tags. Bummer. So we keep going up this road. Tracy keep's telling us, " It's just a bit further, see, just up there." So Ben and I keep pace with him as we keep heading up, and up, and up.
We get to a knoll with a great view, and Tracy once again proclaims, "That bench is right over there."
Right over there and an hour later, Ben and I hear those all too familiar words,"It's just a bit further."
By then, I thought Ben was going to pass out, and after having no mountain hunting this year, I was beat. Ben says he would now like the keys and he's walking back to the jeep. I have to agree with Ben. I think Tracy was a bit more tired than once thought, and after looking ahead, he decides to head back with us. The walk back was one of my favorite parts of the trip. I learned a lot about the men I came to meet. We shot arrows, and lost some, and enjoyed the walk back, all of us looking forward to the cold beverages back in camp.
I didn't get to spend a lot of time with the guys, but what time I did spend, leaves me longing to live closer to KS. Thanks for everything to all the guys at the camp.
And Tracy, if you ever get back to UT, I have this awesome saddle where the mulies cross all the time, it's not that far. Promise.