We didn't see anything like that bull in almost a week. I shot one this afternoon, not huge but we worked out tails off. The weather turned late last week. Getting snowed off the mountain was a daily occurrence. Having clouds roll in and decrease visibility to less than 500 yards happened just about every time we stopped to spot. Found a very small 6x6 opening morning but he was in bed within 30 minutes of shooting time. Camp was drenched, elk were holed up and we had no outside help. High temp from nov 1-6 was 48 but that was Thursday afternoon. Lows in the high teens, highs in the high 30's with constant squalls, some taking more than an hour to blow through. Sunday snowed most of the day and made it really tough to stay focused on anything but trying to get warm.
Found this one down in the valley and put a good sneak on him in sleet and 10-15 mph crosswinds. Took the shot at 350 yards, first shot stopped him, broke ribs and dislocated the shoulder but he didn't fall. Three more before he bled out without taking another step. He was probably dead on his feet but I just wasn't going to chance it. Three entrances within about 2", one hit ribs and left a tennis ball sized hole on the inside. The fourth I pulled and hit about 6" back of the rest. The only one that exited was the last. The 5th was now,out of the vitals but still in the chest cavity.
I couldn't believe I had to shoot him 5 (confirmed from hide) times! Boom, whack! A few steps and stop. Boom, whack! Not even a flinch. Boom, whack! He was hurt, hanging his head, but still on his feet. Could see blood running down his side as I pulled the trigger the fourth time. Boom, whack! No reaction. Reload. Boom, whack! Again, reload, Still no reaction but finally he gave up just as #6 was getting ready to fly.
Lungs were mush but I never hit the heart and was well below the scapula. Dude just absorbed fatal shot after fatal shot until he didn't have any blood left.
Recovered one bullet in the hide on the far side. I will add more details/pictures when I get home.