I'm 76 as well and I continue to hunt alone. It never occurs to me that anything could happen out there that God and me cannot handle together.
I got a moose draw this fall and never saw a moose to shoot. Had I done so, I would have been able to gut it on my own, and perhaps handle quarters with my electric winch. Otherwise, I'd have been looking for help.
I got into some tight situations that required digging and chainsawing just to get moving again. I regard that as part of the challenge and why I chose this lifestyle. I file a flight plan with my wife, but I rarely stick to it. I was in SAR for years and my team mates used to remind me that SAR exists because of people like me.
My motto: "If you aren't living on the edge, you're taking up too much room". My wife says she is too young to be a widow.
I x-country ski and kayak alone and do a lot of chain sawing every year for fire wood I supply to needy people and the community hall.
Why?
Because I don't know anyone in my age group who can keep up with me and all the younger guys are working! If I go down out there, I will die doing what I love to do. There are much worse ways to go.
I'm 8 years in cancer remission, so I'm already on borrowed time ......