I was in the San Juan Mountains in 2006 and again in 2010 with Kenneth Gorman(Little John). Kenneth invited me out and we had a blast even though the elk didn't cooperate. Being an East Coaster just seeing and experiencing the Southwestern Mountains was awe inspiring. On my first trip out there I sprained my ankle pretty badly a few days in and Kenneth had to hike out 2 miles and 1000' in elevation, drive 2 hours back to his house and load up horses to come back in to haul my butt out. He left at day break and got back about sunset. Even after that Kenneth invited me back out in 2010 for another hunt. We heard a few elk in the distance but never close enough for a shot. I did, however have a wolf within 25 yards of me. What a thrill that was.
Even at 71 years old, I'd go back in a heart beat if I had the cash to do so. If you've never seen the Mountain West, you owe it to yourself to try to get out there.
Don't forget the pics, Clint.