The bad news is I won’t be filling my deer tag this year. The good news is I got my bull opening morning before the storm rolled in and pushed us out of the backcountry. It was only a little 5x satellite bull that I almost passed on, but knowing the wether was coming in, and it would probably be my only shot, I took him. It sucks to plan all year for a trip only to have the weather blow us out of camp, but that’s hunting. Last thing I heard was 16” of snow on the ground and more coming. We would have been in trouble with the horses packing us out of camp.... Edit. I’m not sure why the bottom picture is flipped, but that’s what a forecast of light rain looks like at 9500ft in the mountains of CO. Who only knows what a forecast of 10-12” of snow looks like. 🤣