We didn’t get a very early start, but we were still headed up the mountain in the darkness. We didn’t see an abundance of tracks. When we got to our destination, there weren’t any tracks at all and the snow was much deeper than I had anticipated it being. We jumped one elk, but Brian couldn’t identify it.
As we meandered around the area, we stopped for lunch and took in the scenery. While eating lunch, a few bulls began bugling in the timber below us. They were bugling in their beds, so we decided to wait them out and go after them later in the day.
Around 4:00, we headed in the direction of the bugles. Upon getting closer, the bugling stopped, so we began still-hunting toward camp. As darkness was gaining ground on us, Brian realized that his sight had fallen off his bow. We backtracked for a while but never found the sight. Between Brian and Dad, there is a lot of archery hardware on the side of that mountain. Josh wandered around in a few different places today. He didn’t see much and seems discouraged. He said it’s like hunting in the Adirondacks with a bow, which it is.