Weird year, for sure--that's two in a row. I couldn't connect with the bull that I was after, but my buddy got his best in 30+ years of chasing elk. He just wanted the head, so I took him up on his offer to let me have the meat, and I continued with my futile quest.
Bringing home three big coolers full of boned out elk sure takes a some of the sting out of not killing one...
Last edited by mudhen; 10/21/14.