Well, last week it was starting to look a little grim. The wind was unbareable up top. The only tracks I was able to fine were from the day before and with every elk track were more of them wolf tracks. Saw plenty of sign and tracks from bears. So the next day I headed to another all time favorite spot. Saw one cow, then another, and another and even one more. They seemed nervous but not spooked as the looked in my direction and only saw the horse as I was behind him. A big bull then showed his headgear and they all slipped over the edge. The only thing I was able to see of the bull was his antlers. Could not tell how many points, but I can tell you this, he was very wide. Not very tall, but very wide. By the time I got to the ridgeline, they were no where in sight. It was nearly straight down with some heavy timber at the bottom. Hutned the area hard looking for them, but the parting memory of him going over the edge is all I have now. The next morning I left earlier, hoping to get in there a little earlier. Well I left about 10-15 min. too early for my own good. While crossing one of the clearcuts I could see the dark shapes and forms of elk in the meadow. I could see them moving east towards some timber and another clearcut. I could tell they were elk but it was too early to even try to attemp a shot. There were about 15 elk that I never saw again. The weather forecast was for rain on Friday afternoon and Friday night so I headed in for some warmth and rest for me and the horse. I am heading back out in the morning to give it another try.