Saddled up the Iron horse and did a little scouting/calling. I parked the pickup and stepped out to take these pictures.
There were actually seven bulls, one was a spike, the rest will be keepers come elk season. There was one cow tagging along with the boys.
I saw several Does, maybe four, but a couple could have been recounts and two fawns. The fawns were still away from the Does. Here's one.
Here's a little information about spraying, wildlife and forage. The clearcut the bulls were in this morning was sprayed early this spring. There was a lot of grass in the clearcut. The spray was Westfir and it hammered the grass. But this is what the researchers are seeing, the grass is killed back (it doesn't touch the shrubs) and the blackberry.

goes crazy.
There are spots where the blackberry is a solid mat. It is growing vigourously all over the clearcut and of coarse they didn't get all the grass either. So spraying may not be so bad after all.
Ok, the calling side of the story. I'm packing a Bear and Cougar tag, brought the FoxPro along. Second set, I had been calling about 8 minutes when I notice movement on a spur bordering the clearcut I'm sitting in. Hmm...not a coyote, hmm.... it tawny colored and low to the ground, hmm......could it be.....nope the tail is too short. Bobcat! Of coarse I left the camcorder at the Iron horse!

The cat came on up the spur and then sat down at the intersection of the road I was on. I unmuted the woodpecker and the cat sprang back to his feet and acted excited and started on up the road. I had the crosshairs on him several times and could have taken the shot, but alas, the season is not open and I don't have a tag. I plan on fixing that problem by the time the season opens. It was a beautiful cat, the front legs were tiger striped, I would guess around 25 pounds. There was a dip in the road that I could not see in and I waited for the cat to pop up along side of me, but when I stood up he was gone. I think he slinked in behind the caller to get down wind. Oh well!
Fifth setup, I was using the fawn in distress call and I heard something underneath me, it was a poor setup, just not good visibility other than the road I was banking on. I finally gave up and looked over the side for the noise but nothing. I picked up my gear and walked back to the bike, looked down the spur road behind my bike, nothing. I slipped out of my ghillie suit and grabbed my rifle, because I was going to walk down the spur to scout for elk, took a couple of steps and holly cow! A coyote was running down the spur, well, I spooked him good!

They sure are Wily Coyotes!