The day ends with the most gorgeous sunset I have ever seen. The clouds are changing from bright yellow to dark red within minutes, and the back of the mountain glimmers in a stormy red - as if on fire. The fog rising from the hills looks like smoke fueling the clouds above.

At least 20 elk line the top of an eastern ridge. Two are brave enough to work their way down, but are scared off by the peculiar sight our horses.

Apparently, this must have been their grazing ground yesterday, and they don't know what to do. After an hour they go about their own ways again. At 9:30 p.m., we go to sleep rather early for a change.

Small dots in the right corner are our horses