So opening morning we are 200 yds from a decent bull. Swirling wind so we sit tight gonna let it play out. Some jackass comes strolling through with his bow on his back and gear for a few days. Says hi and rolls on through to the saddle where the bull is and starts pitching camp. As we watch the bull slip downhill and away. Yea it's public land but that's bs. In my home state it would have been a fistfight. Just my rant for the week.