Was a Friday afternoon we got out there. One o'clock in the afternoon, got up on the mountain and we're talking 30 miles back on dirt roads. Single lane fire roads crawling up switchbacks. We’re in the middle of nowhere. So we get up there, we hike in and get up on the top of the mountain. Glass our ridges, spend the day, look in spot, and then we hike back down at dark and we make camp on the side of the road in this little turn that you could put a vehicle in the turnaround. We ended up sleeping in the back of the truck onto the snow, cause it started snowing that night. We wake up 6 o'clock in the morning to a truck coming up the mountain and sure enough, stops right where we are. And we thought once they seen us, they're going to turn around. And they backed up and started getting out. And there was about five of them that decided to jump out of the truck. We jump out of ours, proceed to have a little conversation, you know, hey, where are you guys planning on going? They plan on going right up the mountain, hiking the ridges that we're at. So we try to have a conversation about hunting ethics. And I've got beat to spots before you put your head between your legs. Turn around, you go somewhere else. And they weren't having none of that. So they actually got out of their vehicle and tried to race us up the mountain. They actually ended up beating us up there because it jumped right out. First they told us, oh, hey, we'll let you guys go. So we start putting our stuff on. We turn around and boom, they're gone up the mountain, but we're stuck trying to figure out what do we do now. So we pushed up the mountain and tried to work around the backside. But as soon as you get up top, too many people.