We woke up to a very cold morning - single digits. A hard frost had set into the already frozen valley making the snow harden up and more elk come down from the high country. We spotted this bull at dawn on the hill.
Suzy stayed back at the cabin while Ron, Curt, Kevin and myself doubled up on the snowmobiles for a long ride into a different river basin. It was a cold ride.
We did not cut any fresh tracks but did see another 80 or so elk during the ride. The elk would cross right in front of our snowmobiles, take a quick look then trot off. We always gave them a wide berth so as not to stress them - it was a magnificent sight.
After that ride Curt and I stayed back at the truck while Ron and Kevin checked another drainage. We fooled around with our bows, stump shooting and taking pictures.
By 4:30 PM we headed back to the cabin, not nearly as many fresh cat tracks as yesterday. Partly because the snow had hardened up and also because it was getting tougher to spot the cat tracks among all the elk.
Lee, the Government trapper, joined us for dinner along with George Peter, an outfitter from the area and a Bowsite visitor. To our surprise he was following the live hunt here too! We had some laughs during an excellent dinner of elk enchiladas then videos for the rest of the evening. This would be my last night here.