Sean Cairns and a buddy from the Marines out elk hunting. There was a bit of a twist in the story and now we are going to continue and resolve the mystery. Something to bear in mind… Sean is a right-handed shot. “It was a foggy day. We got to the farthest point we were going to get and we turned around and were going to go up a couple of draws and work our way back. He had a GPS on his phone and we found an area that looked like it would be good and there was a lot of sign in there and we came around a point and he cow called for me and we could hear something below us about 50 yards. The brush was very thick and we couldn’t see through it that there was something there. Every time he cow called, you could hear the bull pick his head up and look in our direction. You could hear antlers in the brush but there was no way you could see him. So we sat there for about 30 minutes or so and got as set out as we could hoping that the bull would try to circle us or wind us or something, but he never did. He wouldn’t move. After about 30 minutes he bailed off into this brush and we didn’t know which way he was going to come out. I was hoping he would come right at me. There was a steep hillside and he went down off the side of a ridge and he started running up the other side of the draw. I started shooting. I am using my dad’s rifle because my rifle I had not shot in over 10 years. I came to try and sight it in the day before the season and my scope went bad on me. Dad’s gun was a left-handed bolt and I shoot right. We thought the left-handed bolt would slow me down but it didn’t.” Sean ended up getting a great bull.