On Monday evening I was bowhunting for whitetail in central North Dakota in an area that looked great (rubs and trails everywhere). I noticed a tree that was rubbed over six feet high and so I decided that is where I wanted to stay for the evening to see if I could see what produced that, figuring it was either a moose or an elk.
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Just as the sun started going down, I noticed two mature bull elk sparring about 100 yards away in the brush. After a while of waiting, I decided to make an imitation bugle with my mouth and to my surprise the bulls both came screaming in within seconds to 15 yards. I had the best evening ever by being blessed enough to come across some of the rare central North Dakota elk.
Matt Doyle
