I had high hopes for the January 1-15 deer season, but complications with the reconstruction process kept me sidelined again. But before my hopes were dashed, I scouted a different area. Drier and more desert-y, but more promising. Maybe next year…
The destination is among the crags, valleys, and arroyos surrounding the base of this peak.
Not much snow for this time of year, but there were still a lot of active drinkers, like this one.
I found lots of tracks, sign, and evidence of browse all around.
I watched a large covey of quail at the end of the road. On the way back down, I found lots of quail tracks among the drainages and along the road.
Calls of the Wild 