The Elk That Almost Got Me Killed

I was hunting in North Dakota November 16, 2010. I was just about to call it a day when I saw the elk from a couple hundred yards out. I hit him but he didn't fall. With time working against me, I wondered through the woods following the blood trail. Finally after about an hour of searching, and just as it began to get completely dark, I found him. I was alone, and I had to wait till morning to bring him in, but I at least wanted a picture. I took out my hunting camera which sends the picture back to my computer and posed with my trophy. (Mind you at the time it was completely pitch black.) I then packed up my things found my location on my gps and headed home. When I got home I wanted to go through the pictures and of course look at the elk again. I clicked the camera looked through the pictures of the day and finally came to the one with me and my trophy. When I opened it I nearly fainted. 10 feet behind me was a full grown mountain lion just waiting to pounce and I had no clue! You never know who is watching you.