I only posted this because I thought it was classic example of a jacked up situation and a good thing to talk about. Even though I have broke down quite a few elk I still made some poor decisions and I cant change that, after 35 years I have never had such an issue.
I agree with 5milesback on never leaving him when it is warm and for the most part I never want to leave one no matter what but I could not find a blood trail and there were elk tracks everywhere. I was fairly sure I made a good shot but couldn't find the arrow to help determine if I should expand the search. I also don't want to bump a wounded animal, the night before was cold enough for frost so I made the decision to sneak out of there till morning.
The next morning I was there before light looking for a trail, the temps were not like the night before they were the warmest of the hunt. It took me 2.5 hours to track him down which brought me to 8:35 AM, my excitement for finding him was quickly wiped out by an extreme low on what I saw. I was already thinking I may loose some meat to sour before I found him but I was pretty sure I would find him early and break him down quickly but what I was looking at was a very high possibility of spoiled meat as it was at the time I found him just because of the way he was.
I tried a few times to pull on him just to see how he moved but he was very stiff and really sucked into that hole, he was tighter then it must look in the picture because the hind quarters were buried and tight on both sides, to cut them off in that location didn't seem viable with not being able to pull them away from the body so the thought I had was to make more room and that I need to get my long rope, pulleys and shovel so I ran back to the truck (1/2 mile) My downfall is that when I go in a direction I really go, so another half hour passed. I removed the log that was embedded in the dirt which helped a little but then I thought what the hell just dig out the side of the hill so I can just roll him over, my next thoughts were that I needed leverage and since there were no trees I put a log over him like a ridge now the sun was coming up over the hill so I broke out the tarp to block the sun. I got one side done and then the task of flipping him over in that location was tougher then I thought it would be, I got it done and removed the rest of the meat, it was now 2 pm. I just thought that things would go much faster then they did and I knew I had spent too much time to get it done but I did what I thought I had to do.