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The scene: Banff National Park. It was grey and cold and early November. With a light snowfall hinting at the coming winter, we followed an unkindness of ravens to the bull elk lying only metres from the Trans-Canada Highway. It was on its side, horribly mutilated, and it was clearly dead from something other than natural causes. When my warden partner and I found the bullet hole in the elk’s shoulder, we were silent.