Hunted a couple days with some college friends in 12 but didn’t have a tag myself. The next season I got completely lucky and shot a cow the first day out in 2013. My now wife went out with me and was sitting behind me studying for a pharmacy exam. She carried a book thicker than a dictionary out to the area I wanted to sit, 20 minutes into the hunt a cow and calf walked up to 15 yards from us. I shot the cow and when I turned around her eyes were the size of saucers. It was a long night. Elk are way bigger and different than the deer I grew up hunting.