Had a bull responding down the ridge from me and by brother. It was my turn as shooter, so he stayed on the ridge to keep the bull talking while I dropped in on him. It was early season and some bulls were reluctantly talking, but not coming into calls yet.
I try to match elevation side hill on to where I hear the bull. When I'm about 150 yards away, I spot a second bull, 50 yards away feeding in the trees. He had been silent the whole time, I had no clue he was there. I was able to draw and get a window on his vitals at 40 yards. It would have been perfect, but there was a 2" diameter stick directly in the center running horizontally across his body. I didn't want to deflect off the stick and make a bad shot, so I let down. A minute or two later, he made his way into the open, but before I could draw again, he lifted his head up, pinned me and then whirled out of my life.
Kicking myself that I didn't take the shot. Probably could have aimed right at the stick and arched the arrow over it. Who knows, maybe if I did take it, I would be here lamenting that I made a bad hit and never found the bull - which would be a much worse outcome.