Sunday I was camped out on my property in Idaho. I put a trail cam out the day before and went up to get it. I took the camera down and started doing a little surveying on where I want to build my cabin. I hear a big animal walking away and then I hear a bull moose grunting. I turned my trail camera back on and got behind a big stump and started calling like a lovesick cow. Here he comes tearing back in. He came into 40 yards but started circling downwind and busted me. I could see him really good but the trail camea couldn't pick him up. I started waving my hand in front of the sensor, but never got the lovesick boy on film. He probably had 36 inch palms. Right after that I found my first ever bull moose scrap. I did get some photos of that with my trail camera that I'll post tonight. Place stunk to high heaven of moose. He was flinging dirt all over the place, very cool.