I don't know how old he was, but he was real old. Probably about as old as one can get in the wild. He had seven points, but it was obvious he was way past his peak and going downhill. He was so tough we couldn't even chew the ground meat! He was big, too. Out of over four hundred elk butchered at the local meat plant, he was the biggest. We didn't weigh him, but we got back 412 pounds of meat. I figure he weighed around 800 lbs. field dressed.