I was lucky enough to take this bull last Friday. I had been glassing some heavy timber in a deep canyon, not expecting to find much as it was midday and hot! I focused on one particular shaded spot and saw a branch that just didn't look right. After a few minutes, it moved slightly, confirming that it was the very top of an antler. I moved up the ridge 40 yards or so to get a different vantage point, and found the bull bedded with a perfectly clear shooting lane right to him. I ranged him at 355 yards and got ready for him to stand. I figured I had plenty of time, but by the time I found him in the scope, he was already standing up and staring down the draw. I rushed at that point, and took the shot. Clean miss, but he was still standing there! Cranked another one in, took a deep breath, and anchored him right where he was standing. The hike to get over to him was quite stressful due to the terrain, and the fact that I had no clue what he looked like, other than he was a legal bull. Needless to say, when I finally walked up on him, I was ear to ear smiles.
Best of luck on getting your old man one like that also.
