the point of a ridge where the wind was the strongest and we had already been out in the cold for 7 hours. we huddled together growing colder as the minutes ticked by. over and hour passed before bill made it to the ridge the elk were enjoying. the numb feeling that had started in my toes had slowly moved up my foot, then my heel and finally up my calf. i shivered constantly and was so excited to see bill’s outline and orange show up on the horizon. i knew it was only a matter of minutes before he would have a shot at some elk. having over 300 