Todd came back from his scout, but the only significant signs of elk were on the trail behind us and right where we were standing. Where were they? The light was going to start fading soon, so we headed back down the trail towards the truck, looking for elk along the way.
When we were almost to the truck, we stopped and took one last look across a valley and along a hill for elk. I saw a brown spot and picked up my binoculars. The spot had antlers. “ELK!” I yell-whispered to Todd as I tapped his shoulder and pointed excitedly. He saw them too.
“Oh man! There’s two and they’re big bulls!” he said.