Elk Season or Just Scenery

First day. To me, it just seems odd to actually hunt for an elk. In Tillamook elk were yard ornaments. Granted, they were voracious, huge, destructive yard ornaments, but they hung out everywhere. We saw them spar, rub their velvet off on our apple tree, and bugle at each other as they forded the river. Although, I will over look their ornamental value if one is brought home for the freezer.

The guys left with the chance of rain following them around.

However, Toll Gate had snow and bad roads. This semi carrying a chip truck had slid off, the semi was already gone and they were unloading the container. They didn't have to stop, just slow down.

The first photo is rather clever me thinks. Jon took a picture of his gun toting shadow. All the rest of the pictures are of the area around Black Mountain. This area is where Rod used to hunt. They did see the spot where the 'preacher's camp' used to be set up. However, someone else is using it now. Although, Steve did say it looked pretty much the same as it did 30 years ago. The snow did not stick up there, by the time the guys left, most of the snow had gone, too.

They didn't see any bulls, but were impressed by the amazing world we live in. Spectacular, is it not???

Am reading Twilight..finally. Finished half of the Pellinore series by A. Croggon. That one is super wonderful and well written to boot, and I am waiting for the rest so I can finish it.