These are good guys....keep em coming.

I figured, since I started this thread I might as well share my most memorable story.

This began "several" years ago (early 90's). I was a snot-nosed high-school grad who thought he knew everything. Altitude sickness?Aaaaaah, that'll never affect me. Well, to say the least, the mountains of Colorado whipped me pretty good. I over exerted on the first day and didn't drink enough water, basically breaking two cardinal sins of high country hunting. Anyway, I stayed at our base camp for a few days and only managed to get about a mile outside of camp for five days. The sixth evening my dad had located a "pretty good" bull on an adjacent mountain. Since this was a father/son solo hunt, I felt that I had left him down the whole week, so nothing was keeping me from chasing that bull the following morning.

The next morning, I struggled for 3-4 hours to get to the top of the ride where my dad had heard the bull the night before. I wanted to do the calling, and at "pink light" I let out a pretty bad bugle. It didn't matter, that SOB started screaming his head off down the mountain. Two hours later we were in position and amid swirling winds we decided to take a chance. I worked him for over an hour until we smelled the first sign of approaching elk. The air was thick with the sweet stench as we noticed about 30 cows and a few spikes moving right toward us-300 yds out. I knew they would bust us if they kept coming on the same path. We were in a sort of a game "funnel" and quickly moved off to one side to allow them to pass at an angle. I moved about 100yds behind my dad...continually calling. It seemed like another hour until I heard an excited scream from my dad. I didn't know if he was getting attacked by a mountian lion or what, so I moved up to his position. He had just arrowed the bull and had seem him crash on the other side of the park. I never saw or heard the shot, but calling in a 300" bull for my father was the most memorable hunt of my lifetime....after what I went through. Lets just say, I learned a lot on that trip!