GET AGGRESSIVE
I let the bull walk. My partner that day, Travis, winked and shook his head, knowing we were in for a fun hunt.
The bull I’d just let walk pushed 350 inches. A great bull in many places, but on this particular public-land hunt, it was just a bit above average. I hunt elk seriously. I wanted something more, and I knew bigger bulls were around. The first bull we’d seen on opening morning, two days prior, pushed 390 inches.
Over the course of six days, I called in multiple bulls to within 40 yards, though I didn’t let an arrow fly, as the giant bull I’d hoped for never materialized. But our calling success continued that season, and I was fortunate to fill tags in three other states, securing some dandy bulls. The secret? Move as
