That last picture reminds me of archery elk hunting the Quilomene in the 1980's. Hundreds of elk would file out of the Brushy fields working their way up and into the timber every morning! Sitting in ambush on one of those trails watching huge herds approaching single file right towards you was the definition of buck fever for me! Should I mention it was ANY ELK for archers back then!!! And, there were LOTS of elk!
Thanks for the pictures.