Wanted to share this with you guys here. Taken in the evening of opening day in NW MT. No calling or bugling was needed. He snuck in on him while he was raking some alders, then Dan's brother pulled him in a little closer(5 yards before there was a clear shot) by raking a tree with a stick and shaking alders himself. Estimated at 310-320. The best part was, we only had to pack meat about 250 yards over some blowdown to a point where we could walk horses right to it.