junior88
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Nov. 25 was opening day for late season bull elk here in AZ. It wasn't a very long hunt for my son and I. I was walking up a hill when i heard a branch snap. I dropped to one knee to see three elk walking my way. All bulls, a spike and two 5 pointers. I waited for the elk to walk into an opening and let the crosshairs settle on one of the 5s. The shot couldn't have been more than twenty five yards and he couldn't have run much further than that. My hunt was over at 7:30am! About a mile away my son shot a broken 6 point at 9:05am. Sometimes things just work out.