There is a coda to this: When I got to the airport at Hays, Kansas, for my whitetail hunt I found that United had not been capable of getting my duffel bag from one airplane to another at Denver*. It came in on the next flight, four hours later, and the rancher who was putting me up had to drive 100 miles to get it. Better to ship your bag ahead, too. And stay off United if you possibly can. To paraphrase my old first sergeant, United would screw up a wet dream.