My first encounter with an elk was while I was stationed in Colorado in the Army. I was walking out to my car in the parking lot, looking down as I dug for my keys in my pocket. I looked up and a bull and cow were standing right in the middle of the parking lot, along with a mule deer buck. I was shocked and just stood there for a few seconds as they ambled off into the hills. I never again saw elk that close to the barracks, it was a once in a lifetime thing!
Another time, near Telluride, Colorado, we were driving down a really dark road with the lights off (uhh....we were a little tipsy being very stupid, would never do something like that again). All of a sudden we started hearing bugles (very spooky sound if you've never heard it). A whole herd of Elk proceeded to cross the road right in front of us, probably thirty of them. Needless to say we threw the lights on after that!
