Hiked in a few miles and camped close to our usual opening day spot. We got up at 5am and moved into position. We literally put our sleeping pads down and laid there all day. Not a beast in sight all day. It was cold as hell and we were frozen. Finally at 5 minutes before dark, we got up to head back to camp. We stood up and started stuffing our nick knacks into our rucks. We looked over and there was a dozen elk with 3 legal bulls looking at us from 75 yards away that literally must have rounded the bend in the canyon we were watching 15 seconds after we got up and there was still enough light to shoot. Busted and gone!
I just groaned and headed back for an MRE.
