First elk & first broken bone

After ten years of hunting, I harvested my first elk on Sunday. (Spike only in this unit.) About 20 seconds later, I stepped on a snow covered rock and broke my leg. My brother hiked down to deal with the elk while I crawled out on my hands and knees. I got to a meadow where another guy we know was able to get to me on his quad and carry me to his camp.

What a day.