My cousin was drawn for one of the 6 Kapowsin Hancock bull hunts this year.
He spent 8 days up looking with no clear shots of a nice bull. I was lucky enough to go on Sunday. He had a clear cut picked out already. We parked the rig and started walking while scoping the spur before we came into the clear cut. luckly one time while scoping the road ahead I saw the white tips move on the downside of the hill. We knew it was a bull. My cousin watched via his scope and me with the binocs...damn I was sure hoping this wasn't going to head down the hill into the thick brush again. We kept waiting, then 5 inchs of what was only white tips...slowly turned into a massive rack, then a head, and then the body. He stopped about 75yrd from us.
