Sunday morning found biking into my elk hunting location under a blanket of stars. Biking and hunting solo, I kept wondering if I wasn't cougar bait. Luckily I didn't seen any of these creatures. Not so luckily I didn't see or hear a peep out of any elk on Sunday morning. With the warm temps arriving early, and school work on my mind I hunted until 10:00 and started heading for home. Considering I got to the trail head at 5:25 it still felt like I had been out there a while.
It was nice to see a splash of color on the hills. The ninebark is especially nice right now.
This fawn didn't fair so well. I found this while hiking out. Not sure what took it down. My guess was of course a cat.