We stayed high most of the day and sat back and relaxed. As the evening approached we heard a bugle down in the creek bottom near where the screamer had went days before. We headed in that direction bailing off the monster and working our way down to the creek. Every 10 to 15 minutes the bull would talk and we would be on our way again in his direction. We closed as much ground as fast as we could and now where getting within 100 yards of the bull. The running water in the creek was helping cover our noise as we moved in closer and closer. Next thing we know we bump a cow and she takes off to get away. The wind was in our face so I tossed in my call and started chirping. Immideatly the bull responded and he was headed in our direction. A hige pine was right next to us so we had great cover as Jason pulled a arrow out and was ready. I told him as soon as the bull gets behind the tree draw so when he comes past it hes ready to release. The bull was still coming and it would be a 10 yard shot. I thought for sure this was it. This was our chance, and Jason's time to take his first Elk. Just as I was thinking this I felt a slight breeze on the back of my neck..... Yep the wind had swirled, and the bull was gone............
Over the rest of our hunt we heard a few more bulls talking a little bit but not what I had thought. It was warm, and the rut didn't seem to be going much where we where. Overall, a excellent time, my son is now really hooked and is talking about our next hunt together.