Thanks everyone.
I guess I did leave out the part why he didn't shoot. When the bull was virtually broadside for me, he was facing my dad head on. My dad had come to full draw just before the bull had stopped. I couldn't see the bulls neck or head, but I guess his nose was to the ground. All he had to shoot at was the top of the bulls shoulders and back. He was waiting for the bull to make a move when saw my arrow hit him.
Thinking the whole time that it was going to be my dad's elk helped me stay relatively calm. Funny how much I was hoping for a passing shot. Obviously not a shot that one would normally take, but I practice it a lot, and thought there might be a "need" for one. It couldn't have turned out any better and my dad was really happy for me.
We'll head out again tomorrow morning and hopefully get his. In 2003, we both got our bulls within fifteen minutes or each other and never moved from where we were calling. We were lucky and just happened to wander into the middle of a herd and with a little calling we got a lot of interest fast. The bulls died within 150 yards of each other when they ran in opposite directions. I'll never forget that morning.
I have logged so many miles looking for elk over the years that it is a bit unreal when when it comes together so simply and quickly. Call it blessings or luck I am grateful either way.
oxnam
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