Cold snowy weather forced the elk to our side of the canyon. We allow one of the carpenters (pictured) who worked on the house to hunt here. He bagged a 5x5 elk within shouting distance of the Main House. He field-dressed the elk and dumped the entrails where he had spotted a mountain lion (away from the houses and the dogs). Near there we found a fresh kill the lion had dragged into the bushes; we did not hang around in case the lion thought we were competition. There was a golden eagle soaring above, waiting to dine on what was left of the two kills.