I second the weather comments. Hot and more hot. But sounds like a change is coming soon.
After our success opening weekend, we set out again, but just two of us this time. After a late start, and helping another hunter change a flat tire, we thought our second weekend was going to be the annual "second weekend hike". Got to the trailhead and there was another hunter already up the trail. He must have been bugling his way up the trail, cause we heard a really bad pitchy bugle up the basin. But it was enough to get this absolute TOAD to come out on the face of this pocket basin and start screaming. But the guy must have been too far past to hear, because his tracks just kept going. I spent about 10 minutes glassing this monster---huge. We took off after him, spent 5 hours trying to get above him, patiently moving, fighting the false huckleberry, sitting in silence for 45 minutes at a time. Every time we bugled, he would bugle right on top of us. At one point he came across the face toward us, as close as 50-60 yards, but couldn't see him in that brush. Finally got over his position, and he just clammed up and took off. Don't know what we did wrong, no clue, winds were perfect. I don't believe we could have been too aggressive with a bull like that, who or what could intimidate him!!!! Just laying eyes on a bull like that made it worth it though. Montana is sure getting some big bulls.