At least eight men (I can't remember the exact number) had a great time at the third trip to Appletree. This trip saw many new faces and one old, my, Randy Rowley's, brother-in-law Roy Brigman. Roy and I have always been close but we rarely have had the opportunity to hunt together. We did a considerable amount of walking as we had the lower valley all to ourselves. As we were walking down one dry creek bed I discovered a complete skeleton of what appeared to be a young Aoudad sheep. The bones were scattered everywhere and there were several hoof prints in the soft dirt that looked like Javelina. Roy and I guessed that the Aoudad met an unfortunate end and then was consumed by a herd of Javelina. I also met an unfortunate end when Roy talked me in to tasting an acorn. Roy argued that deer love them like they do corn. His smooth sales pitch had me salivating for one and before you know it I cracked one out of its shell and bit down. I have never tasted anything so bitter in my life! I still have not paid Roy back sufficiently for that little trick. To the best of my memory no game was harvested this trip.