Back from my elk hunt. Tough hunting this year with the warm days, and cool, clear nights with a big bright moon. We saw a really nice 6x6 two days before the season started, right by my buddy’s cabin. This split up our group, as two guys stayed to hunt this bull and two of us went with Plan A, which was hiking 5 miles into the wilderness to a big meadow at 10,800’. Here’s a photo of the bull through my phone scope at 800 yards. We had a pack service haul about 70lbs each of our gear and we hiked in with about 20lb packs. Gear photo and camp photo. We had a big herd of elk walk around our camp headed south out of the meadow the first night around midnight/1am. I woke up to loud hooves on the ground and a little bugle and cow calls. They were so close I thought they might trip in our tent lines. More hunters came into the meadow the next day. None of us saw any elk once the season opened. We did multiple hikes around/outside of the meadow. The beetle kill deadfall was thick and really hard to traverse when you got off the trail or outside the meadow. I did make some pretty great bacon and egg breakfast tacos on the hot tent stove. Since we had the horses, brought a 12pack and sunk it in the creek. Work Crocs functioned well as camp shoes. We bailed after 5 days in the meadow to head back to lower elevation spots we’ve hunted before to see if we could turn anything up, but the weather and moon were against us. It started snowing the last day of the season at high elevation and raining below about 10,000’. In addition to the herd coming around our camp, which I’ll never forget, we also saw an albino or piebald muley doe. It was beautiful, snow white. I wish I had my spotting scope setup to get a good photo of it, but I left it at camp that morning. Here’s a lowsy photo from 500 yards. Also some typical nice 1st rifle season scenery photos.