A similar thing happened to me saturday morning, only I didn't even get a shot off.
My dad has had one hip replacement and needs another, so he just sits in the truck or finds a close spot to the road to sit. Well, that day he just sat in the truck in a 50x100 yrd clearing. I had just returned from my morning walk, unloaded my rifle, got in the truck with my dad, and we were talking about where to head next. I looked to my right and about 25 yards away, I see this spike bull trotting. As soon as I opened the door, he starting sprinting. I didn't even get a chance to get the scope on him. This happened up on Bethel ridge. I didn't see another spike all weekend, just some cows. Probably won't even get another chance.
