Last year on my favorite river we saw a heard of elk cross through the tailout of the hole we were fishing...when we got to where they had scrabbled up the bank we found that they had left someone behind.



It was pretty tired when I took this pic...after a good long rest it managed to get up and work its way down the bank, through and over a log jam and then into the woods. I hope mama was around...it was cougar country.