Pretty decent week- 44 miles (1580 for the year), 19 of those miles in the Bob Marshall for their early backcountry season. Kind of a [bleep] show trip- 30 minutes out realized I forgot my phone (my gps), figured that's OK I know this area pretty well. Get to the trailhead and discover I've also forgotten my trekking poles. This is very steep country and knew it was going to suck w/o the poles; if I got lucky enough to harvest something- going to really suck! About a mile of climbing and it started a light rain, another 1/2 mile and I'm in the clouds- maybe 50' visibility. The basin I want to hunt is higher and there is a single finger ridge that can take me into that basin safely, everything is near cliff. Now that phone/gps would be handy!
Somehow I manage to find the finger ridge (after looking off cliffs several times prior) and the clouds are lifting a little. Find a spot to camp and glass; get the tent setup as it's still drizzling. Oh yeah, the shelter requires a trekking pole
I use the tripod and looks like it's going to work.
Drizzle turns to rain and I'm stuck in the tent for a couple of hours before it lets up and finally stops. Get a couple of hours of glassing in before dark, don't see anything. Plan the next day is to get up early, pack camp and get to the ridge that separates this basin from an adjacent one.
Wind blows hard that night and then it starts to sleet/snow, by morning thankfully there is no snow accumulation and no precip. Eat breakfast in the dark, pack up camp and head up to the ridge- hoping I can glass both basins. Start glassing the new basin, catch movement- young mule deer buck, more movement and I pick up a pretty good buck. In a matter of a minute, the clouds rolled and I couldn't see but 50'. I waited about an hour and half for the clouds to lift, but they didn't. It did start to rain again though! Slip and slided as I climbed up to the main ridge, started down for the truck. Was in dense clouds almost the entire way. Finally broke out of the clouds (about 6000') and glassed for about a couple of hours- nothing.
The silver lining is I saw a pretty good buck, if I don't get back in this year, he'll be even a better buck next year