Well, after my wonderful Bull Elk this year, I had one last tag to fill. Grouse Creek area, Utah cow elk tag. Apparently I waited until they blew out of the area to start hunting. 4 trips, only one 5 point bull seen. Lots of gasoline and time burned, got stuck in a snow drift for 10 minutes or so, lots of below zero temps, etc. I called in a few favors, and got ahold of the Wildlife biologist, and the Wildlife officer and got some info on where the elk go in the winter. Unfortunately, most of them go to Nevada. Anyway, they told me to check the south end of a certain basin, so out we went today. Season ends next thursday, so with my work schedule this was the last day for me. Lots of fog, 200 yd visibility or so. My buddy and I were talking about how they could be 300 yds away, and you couldn't see them. As we started down a little canyon, the sun was threatening to show, and the fog started to dissipate. Donald says "oh, like those elk there!" I thought he was teasing me, because we were just talking about it. Sure enough, about 8 or so 200+ yards away. Stopped, grabbed the rifle, found the biggest one and let her have it. Drove the 4wheeler up to the ridge, and found a bloodtrail Stevie Wonder could follow! 168gr Barnes LRX MV3260fps from a 7mmSTW right behind the point of the shoulder. Liquified the heart, and some of the lungs, and exited about the size of a golfball. She made it about 40 yards. BTW, I tried to range it after the shot, and there was too much fog to get a reading.