As we moved along, Roy motioned for me to stop for a moment and then motioned me forward. There were two cows bedded in the trees below us, however, trees blocked the vitals on both animals. We decided to move back and use a row of pines to shield our descent with hopes of a better angle and a clear shot. Roy spotted a third, and very nervous, cow near the other two as the wind had come up at our back and blew our scent down the canyon. Roy told me to be ready as "things will happen fast". With that, the 3rd cow moved and Roy used a call to stop her in her tracks providing me with a broadside shot. After squeezing off my shot, I watched in amazement as more than a dozen elk that were bedded out of sight followed my cow into the bottom of the canyon. My cow had only run about 80 yards before expiring. I was elated as we walked to her and was very thankful for Roy's guidance on a successful hunt. Our only hope was that the herd moved down the canyon towards my friend and not back up to the top.