My Grandfather and his brother ran into a good bull elk on the way out of the timber with a load of logs pulled by a team of horses one fall. My Grandfather was packing a 22 Savage Highpower, and his brother a Pre 64 Model 70 270 Winchester. They knew he was a long ways off and walked a couple of shots onto him. The 22 Highpower killed him after my Grandpa heard his brothers bullet strike and saw the bull shake his head. He made the correction based on that and hit him in the lungs. The Elk didn't go far.

Now, they never said how far it was but we know the location and have been back to laser the range it and it was a bit over 650 yds. They weren't interested in the horns and they spent a considerable amount of time outside and then in the loft of an old barn. Just recently my cousin restored the antlers and mounted the head. He left the hole in the horn as a reminder of the story.

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