Two hunters got a pilot to fly them into the far north for
elk hunting. They were quite successful in their venture,
and bagged six big bucks. The pilot came back as arranged
to pick them up.
They started loading their gear into the plane, including
the six elk. But the pilot objected. "The plane can take
out only four of your elk; you will have to leave two
behind," he stated.
They argued with him; the year before they had shot six
and the pilot had allowed them to put all aboard, and the
plane was just the same model and capacity as this.
Reluctantly the pilot finally permitted them to put all
six aboard.
But when they attempted to take off and leave the valley
where they were, the little plane could not make it, and
they crashed in the wilderness.
Climbing out of the wreckage, one hunter said to the
other, "Do you know where we are?"
"I think so," replied the other hunter. "I think this is
about the same place where the plane crashed last year."
