This isn’t live as of bad service, I’ll post a couple days every now and then.
Day 5 and 6: pretty much a wash, nothing eventful except my buddy arrived with the boat, spent at least 2hrs cleaning the mud off it
Day 7(First actual day of hunting): we get up into 2 separate drainages and about a mile in I can hear a faint bugle in my drainage. I have to back track down and up as I wanted to get up near the ridge line and end up running into my bud who just got busted by a decent 5x5.
We ended up moving towards the bugling and after some hair raising/white knuckling spine walks and skirting some gnarly cliff edges the elk heavens opened and from 300yds to 2 miles away there were just herds and herds of elk. Bugling, feeding, bedded, everywhere we looked.
We didn’t make any stalks as we asked to be picked up at 2pm and ran outta time but it was a great find on our first day out.
Here’s some pics of the closest 6pt, I’d say in total we probably saw 6 or so just like this guy.
We went out to a spot close to camp with minimal luck. Glassed up a 6pt with a dozen cows 3/4mi (as a crow flies) away at last light with no chance to even hustle over for an opportunity.

