Thanks Guys, yep, hauled him out whole. You see, I own 80 acres in this little valley, and besides growing a few beef on it, I grow a whole lot of elk, most years there are 30 or so wintering here. Every once in a while a nice bull is kind enough to drop by during hunting season. Anyway, I was glassing the back pasture, noticed this big boy sneaking out of the brush for a bite occasionally, so I went and bought my tag, set up in the blackberries along the fence at the other end of the field, and waited for him to come out. In about an hour, as soon as the shadows hit that corner of the pasture, he stepped out of his hidey-hole, stepped over the fence, started to graze about 200 yards away, and I lowered the boom on him with the 30-06. Right through the fat part of both lungs. He went back over the fence, ran 50 feet, and fell over stone dead. Drove the tractor right up to him, hauled him to the shop, and hung him up. Took about 10 minutes, plus of course several hours of skinning and gutting. And all day today cutting him up - whew! Pretty much like butchering beef