From The Rim Rock, we headed north, hoping to get down the hill before the sun went behind the Rockies. Finding a good cow trail to follow down is as important as finding a good one to follow up. Cows are notorious for finding the easiest way to negotiate a slope.
A "muley doe" stood quietly in front of a grove of trembling aspens, waiting for the cue to depart. Sure enough, Chick and Blue put the run on her, and she quickly disappeared into the forest.
Can we make it home before dark? Will we find the kittens when we get there?