Went last year in CO. Had a bull tag, but only saw cows. Had a bull that was doing a good job of staying 2 steps ahead of me. I knew about where he was, but could never catch up to him. He spent 4 days tormenting me by crapping in my footprints, staying in the timber and circling my position, crossing the meadow around the bend from me(right after I'd just walked through there). I was hooked! I started to plan this years hunt as soon as I got off the mountain. Drew this year, but didn't get to go due to getting jerked around closing on my house. The heavens and my wife willing, I'll be out there again next year.