Where's Da Elk?

Cousins Jason, Tracy, Paul, and myself clambered over the ridge south of the cabin towards the Bradshaw Meadows Watershed watering hole, on the southern outskirts of Pine, Arizona. Traces of deer and elk were everywhere. We could clearly hear the trumpet of an elk as well, but where was it? We intrepid explorers tried to find out....



Well, Jason is at the watering hole, but the elk are somewhere else.

It's late June. In two or three weeks, the summer monsoon will light up the skies, but right now, it's about as dry as it gets up here.







The elk are somewhere over this fence.












We can hear them, but we can't see them!












Oh well, it's nice knowing they are out there....












Some kind of agave. Cool looking! A century plant?