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Here is the story behind this bull.
I went in on Sunday late afternoon with my brother-in-law (tag), cousin and friend. He had only hiked in about ? of a mile when I cow called and heard a distant bugle. We decided it was time to move as fast as possible to close the distance down since it was getting dark (45Min). About a ? mile later I thought I was in elk heaven. We positioned ourselves on a rock saddle and started cow calling and the next valley over just exploded with bulls bulging and going nuts. This night ended with no shots but lots of bulls close by. A monster 7x7 that would have scored 360-370 and a couple 6x6?s that would have scored in the 300-350 range were within 200yds but would not come closer. We moved back and camped for the night and listened to bulls bugle all night. The morning started off with us on the same saddle and bulls going nuts again. This time we split up and each took a caller and moved lower and closer toward the bulls. My bull was about 300yds away when we first called and came in on a dead run and stopped about 5yds from the rock I was hiding behind and bugled, talk about broken eardrums. He finally stepped out but spooked and I cow called and he stopped at 14yds. I made a well-placed shot through both lungs. He went 15yds fell down got up took 2 steps and piled up. The best thing is my little cousin got to watch the whole thing while calling for me. The only thing left was to think god for the wonderful hunt and the great time spent with friends and family.
Wyobowhunt
OH I almost forgot the one bad thing the pack with the rack and meat the 2 miles back to the truck
