ok guys here is the second story, its the second weekend of september and I am in the Beartooth Mountains just outside of red Lodge MT. I am hunting elk and am in a meadow at about 10,000 ftelevation there is a small patch of aspens right in the middle of the meadow that are maybe 30yds x 30 yds and there are 3 different wallows within bow range of these aspens so I head into them about 10 yds and just sit down with my back to a tree and I am watching these wallows. I am there for about an hour and I havent seen a thing and I can hear some thing behind me in the aspens. I turn around and all I can see are horns and I mean everywhere pointing in every direction and they are on on top of a giant muley and hes no more than 30 yds from me and I cant move I mean i try but I just cant I am shaking and I have so much adrenaline going through me that I think I am going to burst and the muley is there for what seems like an hour but was probably a minute or 2 and he just turns and walks away. I mean I could not believe that just happened and I didnt even attempt a shot 30 yds broadside and no clue that I am there. I wouldnt even attempt to guess what this thing would have scored or how many points that it had, but I know that I will never see anything that massive again, that was the first non typical that I had ever seen,and I blew my chance. I still see that brute standing there every time someone brings up muleys. The worst part is when I get home and tell my wife she starts ragging on me what do you mean you froze and didnt take a shot, she still teases me about it and that was almost 4 years ago. Ok I need to go cry now.