Was out on my skis in the timber where the snow is still too deep to posthole through. Unfortunately my business of selling shed antlers has morphed into finding and cleaning winterkilled bull skulls. There are alot more skulls than shed antlers anymore. When I find a wolf kill I cant help but think of this animal being pursued from its wintering grounds up into the drainages until they are exhausted and succumb to the hungry pack. I know just where to find these wolf kills, the elk always do the same thing. They run into the timber and up the drainage until they are trapped by deadfall under the waist deep snow. And they die there, eaten alive.

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