Update - A week later I decided to go back into the same general area again to hunt. About two hours in I heard a mess of birds just going crazy. Didn’t register at first, but once it did, walked right over and found my bull there. Bittersweet moment, really sucks to lose all the meat but glad to have some closure.
For those of you that were following along, the bull was 270 yards from where I shot him. He died on the side I shot him on so I can’t see the point of impact. He wound up going completely lateral and not down like I thought. While gridding, my tracks had me about 50 yards from where he died, it was just too thick to see. I am pretty confident that if the tracking dog owner had not been out of town we wouldn’t found him the next day.
In the end, it really sucks, but I am glad I found him in the end, and was able to have this learning experience in year one of elk hunting. Thanks for all the help and advice everyone.