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gil_wy
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LAST EDITED ON Sep-26-07 AT 11:37AM (MST)[p]Shot this bull on Sat. 9/22...
Spotted him from a rock outcropping down a deep gnarly canyon and bailed off after him. Took a while to get to him as it was nearly 1 1/2 miles and I pretty much had to turn into a mountaineer to get to the bottom (visualize hanging off a 10 foot cliff holding your bow, a rock and a cedar branch all at once and you get the picture). Bruised and battered, I got to where he had been, and he had already headed up a drainage, bugling occasionally. We follow him up the ridge for about 1 1/2 miles and walk within 100 yards of where we had glassed him... We had made the most miserable, nasty 3 mile circle you can imagine!
We were about to give up on him when we topped a ridge and he was moving right to left grunting as he went. I slipped over the ridge and took up a position on a small rock outcropping behind a cedar tree and my buddy, Gary, stayed behind to call. The bull is about 100 yards out and heading away when Gary hits the call. The bull comes in on a bee-line!!! I draw when he is behind the cedar tree and take the shot @ 4 yards!!! I thought I got a little tight to the shoulder and the bull stopped again @ 60 yards and I put another arrow right behind the shoulder. Turns out the both shots were double lung shots. He went another 40 yards, layed down and died. I know he's a dink compared to the bulls being posted lately but I thought someone might enjoy the story and the bull.
Spotted him from a rock outcropping down a deep gnarly canyon and bailed off after him. Took a while to get to him as it was nearly 1 1/2 miles and I pretty much had to turn into a mountaineer to get to the bottom (visualize hanging off a 10 foot cliff holding your bow, a rock and a cedar branch all at once and you get the picture). Bruised and battered, I got to where he had been, and he had already headed up a drainage, bugling occasionally. We follow him up the ridge for about 1 1/2 miles and walk within 100 yards of where we had glassed him... We had made the most miserable, nasty 3 mile circle you can imagine!
We were about to give up on him when we topped a ridge and he was moving right to left grunting as he went. I slipped over the ridge and took up a position on a small rock outcropping behind a cedar tree and my buddy, Gary, stayed behind to call. The bull is about 100 yards out and heading away when Gary hits the call. The bull comes in on a bee-line!!! I draw when he is behind the cedar tree and take the shot @ 4 yards!!! I thought I got a little tight to the shoulder and the bull stopped again @ 60 yards and I put another arrow right behind the shoulder. Turns out the both shots were double lung shots. He went another 40 yards, layed down and died. I know he's a dink compared to the bulls being posted lately but I thought someone might enjoy the story and the bull.
