Deep in the mountains near Basalt, southeast of Glenwood Springs, Colorado, is where this adventure began. My cousin Tom, a couple of our friends, and I were mule deer and elk hunting. Deep snow was expected so we abandoned our tent and headed to town. Indeed, the snow arrived! Enough to collapse our tent, but luckily we were in the comfort of our hotel room. The next day we explored a new hunting area. Each going our own separate way, I discovered these tracks as I walked through thick underbrush, barely able to see in any direction. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I was wired and ready for anything. Any idea what they might be?
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