Tuesday morning, November 4th, found me back at the old familiar Snag. The wind sure knew how to blow up through the creek drainage and seemed to be aimed right where I sat. Early Tuesday morning the snows started and combined with the wind this picture pretty much sums up my morning. The elk would've had to run over me before I'd see them. My perch at the Snag only lasted until 10 AM. It was time to sit this one out and thaw out the moustache.