My son, 14 years old, and I set out to get him his first moose. We were hunting an any moose area. Opening day, we seen a cow and calf in morning, but nothing we could shoot. We hunted the next couple days, first light to last dark and didn't see any moose. Frustration started to set in, we knew there were moose around, our neighbors had seen a cow and a bull opening morning before they shot their moose. We decided to stick a little closer to camp the next evening. We watched a spot I was sure we would see a moose in for 4 hours, nothing. I told my son we should move over and take a look at this other spot before it gets too dark. We almost arrive to the spot and I look across a pond and I spot a cow. 20 yards to the right of the cow I spot another moose, a small bull. I range them, 142 yards away, they are oblivious to our presence. There is a stump right in front of us for a perfect rest. I discuss our options with my son and he decides that he will take the cow after I take the bull if a shot is still available. We weren't too keen on the idea of shooting at the same time because there was only one good rest and the moose were moving around. My son really wanted us to get the bull and be was too nervous to take the shot. I set up on the rest, waited for the bull to move broadside. When he was ready I took the shot, the moose dropped like a ton of bricks. My son quickly moved into position to shoot, but the cow ran up a small hill and was facing directly away. I told my son, do not take the shot, wait for broadside. The cow moved over the hill and out of sight. I thought my son would be bummed, but he was super stoked I had a bull down. It was starting the get dark and we started to work our way around the lake to the moose. We came through an opening in the trees, and the cow had come back down the hill and was standing next to the dead bull. I told my son, set up on this tree stump and take the shot. He got in position, took the shot and I watched in horror as the cow headed directly towards the lake. Luckily the cow turned away from the lake, staggered and went down, 30 yards from the bull. We were totally pumped to say the least. My son got his first moose, and we both got one the same day at nearly the same exact time. We worked in the dark and gutted the moose and I packed out a hind quarter. The next morning we finished packing. An unforgettable hunt for us. I shot my moose with a 30-06, 165gr nosler partition handloads. My son was shooting a .270wsm with 150gr partitions. Both shots we complete pass throughs. I am proud of my son, and I am very happy he was able to take down that moose with one shot. I think he now has the confidence and next time, he will want to take that bull.