Jeff: I was being somewhat of a smart alec myself. The elk I got last year was taken at about 10:00 AM. I gutted it, skinned it, and quarted it (Actually I ended up with 5 pieces). I put the pieces of meat in canvas game bags and took out the first load on a pack frame. By that time it was too late to do any more. I was able to find the rest at the crack of dawn the next morning with a GPS and it had not been bothered by predators. It took me two more trips to get the rest of it out. As I was within 100 yards of the truck with my last load, my buddy walks out of the woods grinning from ear to ear. He said, I got one, I said where, and he points to the top of the mountain. I almost cried. However, his elk was easy. It was on top of the mountain, but it was on the south side where the cover was much more sparse. The terrain was so steep it was like climbing a ladder; like 60 degrees. We rolled the gutted elk onto a tarp, wrapped it up and were able to slide it to within about 100 yards of the truck. Of course the problem there was holding the elk back from sliding down the hill. Of course every 20 yards or so there was a fallen tree or something we had to go around, but it was relitively painless. I think that heat could be a factor, but it has never been for me. I wonder though about bears, I have never had a problem, but I am sure I could. By the way, on this particular hunt, I wasn't anywhere near 20 miles in. Since you are from Arizona, this particular hunt was in the White Mountains around Pinetop. A month before that we were hunting in Colorado, and it was a different story all together as far as distances from the truck and all that. We were easily 20 miles from the truck, but we took an ATV on a dirt road about half the distance.