The bull immediately pulled his head back. He ran about 40 yards and collapsed. Jim popped up and gave me the high-sign, with an ear to ear grin splitting his face. I ran up to him, and congratulated him on a great shot and together walked over to his trophy. To say Jim was very excited doesn't seem to capture the essence of what he was feeling.
Excitement is too tame a word.
When he actually put his hands on the rack of his bull, I thought he would burst. Sharing his accomplishment as an onlooker was still incredibly exciting to me. We took a few photos for posterity. Then got on with the business of preparing the meat and antlers for travel back to camp. Hunting Tips Shoot with the slowest speed film possible.