explanation ...

 ... thru the years I have taken deer, turkey, pheasant, quail, even a duck or two off the hill ... but not an elk.  Somehow they got away, or it was a shot I just didn't feel good about taking - for one reason or another.  It was kind of an un-finished thing.  I think about moving from time to time - but the thought of moving without having taken an elk from there - just seemed unfinished, incomplete, empty, not the way to end a chapter.  So, now, whether I move or not, at least in that regard, I `can'.