On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone is zero. This big bull met his match over the last couple of years and this is how I found him last week. Walking up a steep incline which really doesn't reflect in the picture he looked much smaller when I first glanced at the horns. I found one of his "ivory" teeth and the carcass bones hadn't been scattered widely which is the case when bigger predators are munching on an animal. I wonder if it were a lion kill, old age, an arrow, a hunters bullet or a pack of coyotes that put him down. He was a majestic animal in his day and that bone still reflects the power and grace of bull elk.
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