I took this bull in Oct of 2005. On the second afternoon of the hunt myself, two hunting buddies, and my two sons headed down into one of our better spots for the evening hunt. Just as we set down to start glassing we heard a bugle in the distance. Then the elk started coming out about 3/4 of a mile away into a big clearing. There was a total of 23 cows and calfs and one bull. The wind was stightly at our backs and we did not have much time so I decided we would just go for it. I left the boys on the point and my buddies and I dropped off at a quick pace and headed toward them. One buddy could not keep up and I and my other buddy kept moving fast. When we reached where the elk were they were all gone except one lone cow. I looked at my buddy and said take her the rest are gone. When he fired I heard the bull bugle in the next clearing. I grabbed my gear and took off running again. When I rounded the hill they were all standing there. I dropped my bipods and got in the prone position. I pulled out the range finder and ranged him at 519 yards and they started to move. I dropped the range finder and got the crosshairs on him. He was moving (in a trott) I lead him and sqeazed the trigger and heard that wonderful "WOP". The bull ran about 30 yards and tipped over. I had already known that he was busted up from when we first looked at him through the binos, but the area I hunt is an OTC unit and very heavily hunted. I waited for the boys and my hunting patners and we all went over and checked the bull out. Both of my buddies ended up taking there cows out of the same herd also while I was shooting the bull. It was a very fun evening that ended in a lot of work, but the best kind of work. The boys with the bull the next morning. Me and the boys with the bull back at camp.