Just a few dozen shafts from Big Jim...that's all Killdeer.
After lunch, we headed back out. As the day faded we came upon a heard that seemed to get a little spooked by our presence. We attempted a stalk but these guys had a higher power on their side. Arriving back at the truck, Jimmy, our guide, received a call from the ranch owner, Damien, that a Javelina heard was spotted on the other side of the ranch. We made a dash to the other side as we raced daylight. On our arrival Damien gave us a quick run down and we started making our way, quietly up a small draw. Damien was in the lead, Jeff right behind him and I was approximately 10 yards behind Jeff. Tony took up the rear approx 15 yards behind me as we made way up the left side of the draw.
Not 3 minutes into the sneek, Damien spotted two Javi’s hidden under what later was a small overhang of rocks. They were so well hidden that I never saw the critters. I was practiaclly standing on top of them. Jeff began advancing toward them and they individually darted out from cover. I had a relatively close shot at both beasts as they ran up the draw but missed. It kinda got blurry for a few minutes, Jeff went after an arrow he shot and I took up the trail of the two piggies. One of them gave me a decent shot and I miss judged the distance across the draw and shot over its back. We all went in different directions after them as they climbed up the draw and one in particular took up a hiding place under a large juniper. I had just climbed up a small rock face and was nocking an arrow when she was pushed out of hiding by Tony. I got a really close shot buuuuut, right as I loosed the arrow the javi began its escape and lept forward. The arrow zipped through it and went off into the next county. At this point I was sure this one was gonna drop in front of me but just for insurance I nocked and arrow and slowly began following it by sight. Funny thing was it never stopped. I kept thinking “any second now and its gonna drop in its tracks”. This guy kept going and going, I think it was the energizer pig. I followed that javelina up and over the draw where it meet up with the original herd. So there I was trotting along behind it thinking I should make a texas heart shot and it gets mixed up in the others. I am trying to keep my composure but i am now part of the heard. I could keep track of it as its rump hair was all standing on end. Next thing you know I am 10 feet from a nice big boar staring me down. Humm, maybe I should finish out my tag right here. I ended up passing the others, thank goodness, and continued on. So I am still thinking….this guy is gonna drop dead any second now, guess I am a little thick headed sometimes. I actually began an all out run to try and get beside her and get another arrow off when she made a little jog to the left and slipped over a small crest in the hill.
That little crest ended up being the edge to a large drop off that was 40 to 60 feet high in some places. I stayed on top to try and cut her off and get a shot from above but she disappeared.
Damien spotted a flash of her hair at one point and then she was out of sight. We both managed our way down the cliff and found a trail that meandered its way along the base that lead to the following .....
Topic: Cure for the Wintertime Blues (Read 1670 times)
