On my first elk hunt I spent an hour tracking some in the mud and snow. Then I could hear them. I crept slowing along the edge of the trail and peeked my head past the large set of boulders that opened up into a grassy field. And there they were - maybe 10 cows. As in cattle - beef!
I had a good laugh at myself! And wondered what these cows were doing up so high at this time of year!
LOL, damn, what could have been.