We set off again following the tracks through thick scrub and open areas across several tracks we walked for over an hour when again Philip froze in this tracks but to late we were already busted the heard had doubled back on us they were passing to our right about 60 meters away on our down wind side and they took off again. we decided to call up the truck get some water and think on our next move, the only floor in the plan was Philips new radios could not get reception. We headed back to one of the tracks and set off in the direction were we hoped Hendrick would be waiting Philip trying the radios every now and then with no success. As we reached the Giraffes again, Still where we had left them in the morning, We could here the truck, they had come looking for us Philip tried the radios and this time it worked although they could already see us by this point. We loaded up and took some water on board and Philip suggested we head back to the rocky outcrop and see if we could locate the group from there. We arrive at the top of the lookout point and head to the edge as we arrive we see the Eland about 500 meters away emerging from the scrub first a few females then a couple of young males then some more females. After about 20 animals have emerged from the scrub a couple of nicely coloured mature bulls emerge much bluer in colour than the last bull I shot. Philip explained that we were in the middle of the eland rut and the bulls colour deepens during this period but only lasts a short time, As we discussed this colouration while still scanning the heard with our binoculars I can only describe as an" OH WOW" moment a huge bodied eland bull stepped out into the open pushed the other bulls away and began chasing the females around. The colour on this bull was amazing describing his colour the best I can his rear end was dark slate blue which became progressively darker the further forward it went until it turned black at his neck with a huge mop of black hair on his forehead he was that impressive I never looked to see what size his horns were I was just fixed on this bulk and colour. we wait to see where the heard are heading, After watching for a while we decide to make a move the kids and hendrick stay and watch from above while the three of us head off down the cliff to try one last stalk on the heard. when we reach the bottom of the outcrop Philip turns to me and says " I don't have to tell you which bull to shoot do I " my reply was " I think I have this one " we spend the next hour playing cat and mouse with them working the wind which kept changing making things difficult, every now and then Philip would ask for guidance from hendrick on the radio as to our location to the heard. We slowly kept gaining on the heard several times tracking back as Eland split from the main group and headed out past us. Eventually we spotted him in the middle of a group of cows rear end on he lifted his head looked at us and then the whole heard took off again. It was now becoming dark so Philip called hendrick to come and collect us at a water hole not to far off. When the truck arrived the kids told us all that they had watched from their vantage point, it seems that even more eland had emerged from the scrub after we left them. Several times we had been surrounded by eland with animals walking past us without us or them noticing each other . Although not successful it was a fun afternoon and I would not hesitate to do it all again.