Sometimes plan B is just a few trails away, I remember 6 years ago , ( dependant upon memory loss ) 364 was almost completely closed , I went home to the air conditioner and friends of mine moved over to bumping and there grandpa ran into 15 elk in a canyon just over the highway from 364 and went back to camp to tell everyone , they circle the wagons around them and got two cows, Ill be dammed , it that wasn't the same season I had the unlimited bull tag, of course after there awesome phone call my wife started asking where are you going, Im sure nobody here is asking !Turns out peoples gut piles aren't that interesting after all because after finishing the season up there didn't see a darn thing but a lot of smoke and a lot of people dressed like aliens ,,that would be fire marshall bills, but Im allways headed back to 364 FIRST !!
