bigcreekmetal
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My buddy and I got up to our hunting spot on Friday afternoon and took off walking at 6:00 pm. Around 7:30 we spotted a real big 6 point bull and took off after him. He was making quite a show thrashing the brush around him and raking up the ground with his antlers then laid down right where he tore it up. As we were hustling down a ravine on our way to him we came across this bull 15 yards away standing in the bottom of the ravine and he didnt have a clue we were there. This one was half the size of the 6 point but was a guarantee so I put an arrow into him. I had to come home the next day on Saturday but my buddy had all week so he told me to take the first shot.
I couldnt be much happier with getting one with only an evening and a morning to hunt and getting him within the first couple hours.
My friend took off after that 6 point and got within 65 yards according to the range finder but the bull busted him and took off. Then on the way back to camp we ran across a 6x7 that was even bigger than the 6 point and 3 other bulls that were all great bulls. This was the smallest out of all of them. Two of the bulls were together and the rest were all by themselves. Wish I had some field photos to post but they are on my phone so I have to figure out how to get them off of there since I dont have texting. This bull and last years 5 point and the year befores 5x6 were all killed within a couple hundred yards of each other.
As I write this I just pulled a gosh darn fricking flea off of me that I know came off that bull. Last time I had a flea on me I was in grade school. That I know of anyway. Ticks are a different story. I dont think Ill tell my wife...