crazeymaez
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LAST EDITED ON Oct-10-11 AT 04:17PM (MST)[p]Here's a bull my wife killed ,Woke up to fog and snow Saturday morning,So we went out glassing seeing a couple of herds but couldn't put a stalk on them.
Saturday evening once the weather broke found us hiking to a high spot to listen for bugles,I was glassing and heard this bull sound off below us,I spotted some cows and made a move on them as the wind was perfect.
So out comes five cows about 100yrds below us,And then this massive guy pushing his cows(lol).He's lip curling and bugling
it up.Lipstick tells he's little.But after I reminded her how good I make Jerky,I hear the safty click.She puts one right behind his shoulder and he drops and slides 100ft down breaking his horn somewhere on the way down.Anyways got to get back to making jerky.
Saturday evening once the weather broke found us hiking to a high spot to listen for bugles,I was glassing and heard this bull sound off below us,I spotted some cows and made a move on them as the wind was perfect.
So out comes five cows about 100yrds below us,And then this massive guy pushing his cows(lol).He's lip curling and bugling
it up.Lipstick tells he's little.But after I reminded her how good I make Jerky,I hear the safty click.She puts one right behind his shoulder and he drops and slides 100ft down breaking his horn somewhere on the way down.Anyways got to get back to making jerky.