Barry - You had a rare encounter and enjoyed the experience for what it was.
I'm not sure if it's age or what, but the older I get, the more I become "the observer" rather than "the hunter". As most everyone here, the thought would have entered my mind to "end his suffering"....but I know I could not have done it....and had I done it, I would be lesser for it.
This story makes me think of the words of John Muir:
"Most people are on the world, not in it - have no conscious sympathy or relationship to anything about them - undiffused, separate, and rigidly alone like marbles of polished stone, touching but separate."
"Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life."
One thing is for sure.....the story of that ol' boy has touched a lot of hunter's souls. Thanks for sharing and I look forward to seeing photos of him.