The bugling started early. With shooting light not until 6:49, we were in position well in advance and watched as the sun rose, accented nicely with a deep bugling bull below us in the timber. Once shooting light came, we worked into position with some tough wind that dictated us having to drop down about 1,000 feet of elevation to get close to the bull. We got in tight, but the wind was so variable that we ended up backing out so as not to spook him. We worked our way back up the 1,000 feet to a good ridge and hiked back down and above the bull finding a nice little shady spot where we settled in for a good mid-morning nap. I love hunting season naps!