Knowing I could not follow the herd were they were headed I drop off into another finger and started looking for more sign. Around 3 I started seeing some more sign at the bottom of a different canyon. I ate a quick bite to eat and headed for some wallows I knew about to set up on for the evening. Once agian before I could get set up I ran into elk. They were slowly feeding about 30 yards in front of me. There was two cows and a mid sized 6 piont but it was just to thick to get close for a shoot. I tried but ended up bumping them. I didn't realy spook them to bad but they did feed off faster. At that piont I backed out and went up another finger but was unable to find anymore sign. For the second day I let my elk spot rest and went and chased spikes and cows on the high dersert where my day drawn a good rifle elk tag. It was a great day even came close on a big spike and seen lots of elk but my heart was back at my elk spot. Some places just seem to draw you back like it's calling you even if other areas may hold more game.