Man those are awesome, congrats. Unfortunately, we had the opposite experience. Shared a lake with other hunters and were bound by a river on the other side of us. So we’d split up one going W and the other E along the river trying to see something crossing.
We didn’t see but 12 bou between the river and our side of the lake all week. We too lost a day going in late due to hi winds. We saw maybe a 100 bou each day on the horizon miles away. Sometimes they’d approach but only to parallel the river tantalizing us from 6-800 yds.
We shot the only bulls we saw on our side of the river, did so at 730pm on our last night. They were both embarrassingly small. We packed until 1230 am, then up at 6am in 18F our last morning to carry out our last load b4 the plane arrived. We did enjoy the northern lights to guide us back to camp with laden packs.
We didn’t see a bear, nor wolf, didn’t catch a fish (too busy hunting, and winds were whitecapping the small lake), nor fox, eagle, or anything else that we’d hoped for. Still had an amazing time, incredibly difficult environment to hunt hiking miles on the tussocks, and trying to stay warm choking down endless mountain house meals.