Well the hunt this past weekend had it's highs and lows. First off, my buddy stuck a 6x6 in the exact same spot. Problem was, i was up on the ridge cowering in a very small bush while the herd bull was coming to me. Right when my buddy let loose on that satellite bull, the herd of cows broke and I never got a shot on the herd bull as he decided it would be best to go with his ladies. He was a massive 7x7, with a rack wider then my arm wingspan. I just sat there and cried, but was very impressed that I was able to call him away friday night. We spent the entire night looking for his bull, and the morning after we got done hunting and never found it. So, saturday morning, we got into the herd bull again, and we tried and tried and tried to get him to come up from the valley he was in, and couldn't get him to come up.
/start of rant/
About 8:30am saturday morning, idiots started opening up with some sort of rifle capable of 30rd mag dumps. The animals spooked and we were pissed and also scared. These mofo's had no concern about firearm saftey as bullets where whizzing over our heads. We decided to make it back to camp through the valleys, preferring to stay on the lower ground versus the ridgetops. We got back to camp, and got our guns and went looking for those guys to let em know hunters are in the area, and at Pike Natl forest, shooting like that is illegal. So we never found the fuckers, and tried to find some cell reception to make a call to the dow. I guess my S3 and my buddies I5 couldn't get service, so we never got a chance to make the call. Then, we took our naps, and got ready for the afternoon hunt. We were planning on hunting a different location, and started going there when all of a sudden the fuckers started up again, this time with a larger caliber rifle. We decided to hunt by camp in the deeper meadows and never saw jack shit the rest of the night. So we start sunday morning, elk are bugling their balls off, and charging at any call (but this is at 530am) and we couldn't let loose our telephone poles...Right at 730am, those fuckers opened up again, and bye bye said the animals. We decided to try another ridge and right as we crested it, here's mr 5x5 at about 10yds. We just sat there, cussing him out, and him cussing us out. What a frig'n tragedy...So he bolts, we head back to camp while there's a withering firestorm going on. We break camp, and while doing this my buddy goes over to the general area to get his bow case and runs into the fuckers. He tells him there are hunters in the area, and that it's illegal to shoot while not in lawful pursuit of game. He gets the middle finger salute and told to fuck off verbally. He comes back to camp, we load our guns and go over there. I guess those 3 punks got the message and packed up their camp and made it out of there before we could get their license plate to report them to both the forest service and the DOW. I just wish TIM, the GW was around to write them a fucking ticket and get em arrested.
/end of rant/

Overall, saw lots of animals and was very happy with the hunt, even though i didn't get to sling an arrow at elkzilla.