Over dinner that night we did a little more map studying and decided to come back to that spot as they were at least four bucks around. But we needed to stay out of the slash so we chose a route through uncut black timber(this was hard to figure out as the aerial photos didn’t show all the logged areas) and focus on setting up in the meadow where the last two bucks were at.
We got into the meadow that morning a bit before daylight and Katie immediately saw a deer waking through the meadow but couldn’t make out antlers so we let it go. We heard a few more bugles and a cow and raghorn bull ran across the meadow.
It began to rain pretty hard and we put all our gear on and rode it out under some trees. It turned to sleet or small hail for a bit and we heard a few more distant bugles and could hear the rumble of ATVs in the area but didn’t see any.
When the storm let you we sat another cut and saw nothing else so went back to camp which was maybe only 30 minutes away and took a good nap.
That evening we went up a big higher closer to 11,300 feet and found another cut amongst a series of natural openings and sparser timber on a ridge. It was only 5:30 and we instantly found a herd of deer feeding and one buck picked its head up amongst the does and fawns. He was in velvet and was a nice solid 4 point, maybe a little smaller than the two bucks in the slash we saw the night before, but he would do.