We saw some studs but ended up eating the tags, predators are unreal, the area we were hunting was producing the most quality bucks, the day after the snow we cut a fresh cat track later on that day we found his kill, we were seeing as many yotes everyday as we were deer, we both agreed we were either going to kill a mature buck or nothing at all, they were all on high alert and staying on the ridge tops, my guess to avoid the cougar attacking from above. Sunday was our last day there and we worked up a solid 3x4 about 28” wide heavy and dark, tried putting the sneak on but the crunchy snow and his does had other plans. All in all it was quality time spent with my father that really mattered, we had a great time together as always. As Fred Bear said “a hunt based on only trophies taken falls far short of what the ultimate goal should be”