Austin and I find ourselves on the North Slope of the Uintas again chasing bull elk with our bows. It was another great adventure and once again we learned more about the country we hunt than anything else. We covered a lot of ground in three days and unfortunately never did see any elk. We heard a few bugles but were never able to catch up to the bulls. Tyler met up with us and finished off the hunt there with me. Once again… no elk killed, no shots taken, no blood trials and no elk tenderloins on the fire. However, we still managed to have a great time.