I can't remember what they saw that morning. Nothing was harmed anyway.
After lunch, us three guys headed out. I'm sure we saw multiple Moose again
Late afternoon we drove a single lane dirt road. We were about a mile west of where Brian and Georgia had been trying to get the Bull from Monday.
As we approached a corner, Ed glanced out the side and saw a couple cows bedded in the bush. We turned left at the corner and drove up a hill a ways until we were clear of the bush patch. Ed pulled into a approach of the cut Canola and parked.
The plan was to have me go back to the corner and watch what came out. Ed and Brian would go along the top until they got to where they thought the cows were bedded below and try sneak into the trees to call up a Bull if there was one.
I got in position and had a good view of the dirt road and the harvested field to the west. About 15 mins went by when I saw the two cows bust out and cross the road, turn south and crossed the road going west and enter the bush on the other side. I waited there for probably a good half hour.
Eventually Ed and Kayo showed up by the truck. I walked up there and the story unfolded.
They asked if I saw a Bull with the Cows? I had not. They both said good, "he's still in there".
When they walked down to to where they thought the cows were bedded they slowly entered the bush. They had only gone a short distance when they saw a nice Bull bedded in front of them already in Bow range.
Ed whispered to Kayo to get ready, he was going to make a light cow call to get the Bull to stand for a clear shot. When he did one of the cows stood up but the Bull still laid there. Then the other cow stood up and both cows started to move. The Bull stood and looked at the cows, totally unaware of any danger. Brian released hitting the Bull perfect behind the shoulder.
All three Moose took off and they soon lost sight of them. They waited there for a while discussing the shot and then went back up and towards the truck. We waited a bit longer and Georgia showed up. Brian had texted her directions and she wanted to get in on the tracking.
After she heard the story we slowly walked down the road a bit before Ed turned into the bush and had Kayo take lead and look for blood. Georgia and I stayed back. It wasn't very long while Kayo was looking down for blood that Ed spotted something dark off to his side and whistled softly to get his attention, then pointed. Kayo quickly nocked an arrow and slowly took a few steps then poked the Bull. He was done, and had only gone about 50 yds.
After congratulations and pictures, with hugs and kisses from Georgia we cleared brush while Ed got the truck.
We had him loaded after about an hour and back to Camp where the processing started again.
We had a big feast that night on fresh grilled tenderloin and other fixings.