"Hunting wallows is a joke. It works in New Mexico, not here". Let's see here . . . . Greg is out roaming around the San Juans near Montrose. He finds a cool secluded place where a natural spring has created a 1/4 acre bog of black mud. There are so many elk tracks in it that it looks like a cattle feed lot. The place absolutely reeks of elk odor. Fresh elk sign everywhere. But some internet expert named Huckleberrie says it's a joke; so we just move on and keep walking till sundown . . . . .

The elk pictured in my avatar, as well as a number of the 33 other elk I have taken so far in my lifetime, were killed camping outnear active mud wallows. Elk love these places in late August and September when they are looking for some escape from the heat.