Thanks guys. Here's the story. We had actually worked in a a nice 6 x 6 early in the morning and got to within 50 yards. Kyle Paxman who I work with had volunteered to come along an call for me. I never realized how much easier it is to hunt elk with someone else doing the calling for you. Anyway, we got to with 50 yards of the bull mention above first thing the morning of the 11th. I couldn't get a clear shot, despite being withing 50 to 70 yards for a good 5 minutes. He finally got nervous and started to round up his cows and leave. Pax stopped him one last time broad side at about 50 yards. I knew I had to take the shot despite the fact that I only had about a 1' square window to shoot through. There was about a 4" long across the top of the window and when I aimed at the bull with my 50 yard pin, my 20 was right on the log. I deciede to try it anyway and sure enough I bagged the log. I'm going to go back and cut out that section of log and and errect a monument to it. Anyway needless to say that bull got away and we have that hunt on film.
The morning was pretty much shot so we decided to go and take a look at pond where I had seen 6 smaller bulls earlier in the hunt. On the way there a 25" buck ran across the road in front of us. At the same time a 325 class 6 point bull ran across in front of us in the opposite direction. The bull showed no sign of slowing down, so we decided to go after the buck since we figured he'd go to feeding once he hit the trees. Sure enough the buck was there when we got there, but he saw us at the same time we saw him. He bounded off, so Pax gave a couple of cow calls and immediately got a response a few hundred yards away. We got to the top of the ridge and I went ahead about 30 yards. Pax cow called again and we could tell he was on his way in. In under 30 seconds from that time he was on us. At 20 yards he started to go left around a little clump of trees. That's when I took the oportunity to draw. He decided not to go arount the trees, and instead came staright. I didn't want to shot hoping he would eventually turn broad side, but at 10 yards and closing I decided it was time to shot. The arrow penitrated almost the entire length in his throat lodging on the inside of his right shoulder. He went about 150 yards before he stacked up. Needless to say we were a coupld of happy hunters who had luck on our side.