Well, opening day of elk season was interesting. Tramped around the forest all day, but only saw a couple of coyotes during the day (one less coyote in this world - he got within 75' of me and didn't see/hear me - guess I'm sort of quiet in my still hunting mode). At the end of the day, walking home, took one last glass in the dusk down the power lines - saw a herd of elk about 1/2 mile away. Too far for a good shot (couldn't even really tell if there were any bulls, so it didn't matter anyhow, the dark was closing in that much), and too far to quietly get in place for a good shot. Garrr! Oh well, looks like I'll have to spend some more time hunting.