The fishermen who eagerly awaits the pre-dawn hours to be on the lake or river as the sun rises over the horizon and to catch the big one, floating down the river with the sound of the water to keep us company. Or the hunters who count down the months, weeks, days to opening day of the season. Watching the herd come down from the mountains late in the afternoon and seeing two bulls fight for dominance—hearing the bugle of our American Elk is like nothing else on earth.