This was my second elk hunt and my partners first. We got to our hunting spot and saw six bulls and about 14 cows. Hunted the morning then he tells me he can't handle it... It's too rough and he couldn't breathe. We tried hunting closer to the road at lower elevations but there were no elk. He said he just wanted to go home he was feeling sick. I've never been so pissed in my life, ruined my second elk. Anyone had a similar experience with a partner?