Thanks for the replies. I've been walking a lot, going across ridges, looking at whatever benches I can find. I'm looking at what the maps tell me is their winter habitat, I get that; mainly I'm just trying to slowly get the lay of the land. That said, the more I read the more humble I get. I'm 59, so I have, what, maybe 10 more years of hard country left in me, to be realistic - ah, how I miss my cartilage! So I figure if I work really hard, and get really lucky, I might get, what, 2 elk, maybe? Oddly, that doesn't discourage me. That actually seems optimistic. I wish I'd started earlier, but I haven't. I read an article on F&S this morning that said, basically, that 50 is too old, and also read several threads where guys in their 70s were still hunting and packing out solo - but I'm just going to try to be optimistic and not think in terms of success or failure. I have tremendous admiration for those of you here who know what you're doing.
I think the hardest thing for me right now is just not knowing what I'm looking for. Not knowing what sort of timber is too thick, or too thin, what sort of grassy bench might be a good feeding spot. None of it feels like a waste of time, because it is just good to be out in the woods, but it certainly does feel like a mystery. I've marked up a small area on Onx and am slowly exploring it, but honestly, I don't know if any of it makes sense.
Call the GMU game warden?
I saw a grassy spot near a small stream yesterday, down a steep slope, that looked to me like a bedding spot, and when I hiked down, sure enough, the smell was powerful. Deer, elk? I don't care - it gave me a huge lift. Small victory, and I'll take it. If I see a bull at some point this year I'll be happy.