Not actually Elk hunting, but on our way to Colorado to hunt Elkone November, I was driving and we would alternate drivers when we switched gas tanks,a chevy with saddle tanks. We stopped on the backside of the Baker Grade outside of the California/ Nevada state line,walked around the front of the truck when we changed drivers because we were pulling a utility trailer. Unbeknown to us was that my brother who was "asleep" in the campershell had gotten out for a pitstop, and we drove off and left him,Bare foot, levis, t shirt and light windbreaker, didn't realize it untill we reached Las Vegas for a gas fill up. We turned around and went back to where we had switched drivers and found him curled up on a big flat rock trying to keep warm. Do I need to tell you he wasn't very happy....
