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Buffalo number three was a herd bull on the fourth day still in the upper camp area. We got a little close to this herd and the wind gave us away before we had a chance to glass the whole group of Buffalo. We followed and bumped this group again in the tall grass and they moved off, circling back in the direction where we first saw them. Seeing this pattern we decided to cut across diagonally and set up the shooting sticks. The herd started coming by at about 100 yds. First there were cows, young bulls and calves. About twenty animals passed by before the good bull appeared. With my gun resting on the shooting sticks and the recoil pad on my shoulder I was able to glass with my binoculars and we were all in agreement that this was a good bull. I turned my scope up to 5 power and took aim at the back of the rib cage aiming through to the off shoulder as the bull was quartering away. At the shot all hell broke loose, the bull turned away into the herd of animals and then the entire herd started running straight towards us. They didn't know where the shot came from but as soon as they saw us the whole herd turned to our right leaving the bull I hit on his own. As soon as he made us out he headed straight for us but was very sick. All I could remember looking through the scope was this big red nose held high which gave
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