Ok Curtis,
I'll get right to the bone, after Clyde left for home with his Bull we hunted our butt's off for the next few day with seeing only a few Bulls. Rich and myself set up again on the same ridge that we were on when we located the Bull that Clyde ended up taking and started glassing both sides of the ridge and that afternoon we located a Bull with 2 cow's and a calf, the Bull was limping on his right rear leg. We thought that some one had either shot and wounded him or that he had got injured in a fight with another Bull.
We watched him until he bedded with the cow's and thats when we went back to camp to make plans for the evening hunt. We decide that the Bull was going to head to the same wallow and water that Clydes Bull had used. After breakfast we took power nap then I headed up ridge to ambush the Bull while Rich went up the Ridge across the canyon to watch everything unfold. When the Bull and Cow's finally got up from there nap they did just what we didn't want them to do, they headed west instead of coming east where I was set up. At that point I dropped down into the canyon to the north then headed west to see if I could intersept the Bull on the top off the ridge a mile up the canyon.
By the time I got to the top of the canyon I ranged the Bull at 343 yards as he dropped into the next canyon ending the nights hunt. The next morning we headed to a canyon to the south of where were camping to see if we could locate a Bull that Rich had a run in with the night before. He was a 7X8 Bull in the 370 range and it really got my interest. Well we never found hide nor hair of the Bull so it was back to the drawing board to see what I had to do to get on the Bull that I had went after the night before.
Well we hunted hard again the next day to no avail and we ended the day watching the Bull follow the same path he had the 2 previous nights. Well to make a long story short Rich left on Monday night for home he wasn't feeling very good so I decided that the next morning I would get up at 4:30 and hike into the canyon that the Bull had been dropping into every night at dark and see if I could get in there undetected in the dark without spooking the elk.
Well at 5:15am I parked my 4 wheeler at the trail head and headed out up the trail with my flash light in hand. 45 minuted later I heard a Bull bugle and then all hell broke loose, I had Bulls bugling all over the south slope of the canyon I was in. It was still to dark to see much so I just set down and waited for more light. After it got light enough to see I counted 7 Bulls on the side hill and everyone of these Bulls were bugling by this time. Thats when I seen the herd Bull fighting with another Bull to keep him from stealing his cows and it only took a couple minutes until it was over and he retained his harem.
I was in the bottom of the canyon and the Bull was near the top of the ridge and when I ranged him he was at 179 yards and standing broad side. I found a solid rest pulled the hammer back took aim and BOOM and the Bull hit the dirt............
There's room for all of God's creatures, right next to the mashed taters and gravy.