First ever hunt of any kind and it was Elk with a bow. No kill, no shots, but saw elk every day for 5 days and learned a heck of a lot. My best opportunity came on Sunday morning after a pre-dawn hike to the top of a ridge to an intersection I'd found. I set up pretty well but not quite well enough. Right on cue 3 cows and a 5x bull come up over the ridge and sidehill accross a little clearing I was set up on the edge of. If I'd of come to draw a little quicker I'd have had a nice 30 yrd shot at one of the cows broadside. As it happened, by the time I dropped my orange, stood up, and came to draw the three cows were far enough past that the bull was blocking (cows or spikes only). The only shot I had left on a cow was pretty much an ass shot. Talk about adrenaline though! I'm pretty much hooked now. Had a few other very close encounters with no chance for a shot. Those damn elk are haunting my dreams now. I'm going to go try for a westside dear now and see if I can loose my virginity that way.