You guess right. It had rained the previous night and I found their tracks the next morning. So I tracked them to that patch of cedars and then I threw a rock into them and the biggest bull was on a dead run right away. I'm familiar with that bull and my friend is going to try to harvest him in a couple weeks. The other bulls just stood there then after they winded me they made a run for it too.
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