Those Colorado wardens made a memory for us too. A buddy and I were camped at 8,500 feet and there was lots of of hunting pressure including those two wardens who busted my Wyoming buddy with the horses for not having certified hay. Who knew? Anyway, we wanted to get away from the other hunters so we hunted up Bald Mountain above the timber line around 11,000 feet. Who do we meet up there? Those same two wardens.
