I have had two similar little adventures. In one instance, the animal was a cow elk. After some heated discussion, I proposed we split the animal. It was agreed with no further arguing. In another instance, I felt the other hunter needed the meat worse than me and, because there was no real trophy involved, I backed off andencouraged him totag it. Even helped him gut it and load it up in his pickup. This was on Christmas Eve. Cold. Light snow in the mountains. I was humming Christmas carols all the way home. Still had my tag. Four days later I got a bigger one.

I hope that I never someday have to be in the same position on a 350 class bull elk. It could get ugly.