Well, the phone's ringing cut through my early morning fog brain and I about broke my neck gettin to it. (seriously!)
I knew it could be only one person on the other end and I was right.
Curtis Kellar was on the other end of the line and calm as usual. I knew he was right in the middle of his south Texas hog/javie hunt and I hadn't gotten the promised update yesterday...spent a little too much time on Trad Gang and tied up the phone line.
Seems like he and Wes Martin are having a hell of a time down there.
Woke up the first morning to find Javelina in the front yard and a few bunnies scattered here and there for good measure.
They've been cursed by almost constant rain, though and CK told me he hadn't taken enough clothes to stay really warm. I take that with a grain of salt...the boy gets frost bit when the temps hit 70 degrees!
Mostly they've been spot and stalking the Javies and Curtis got in on one first thing that spotted him, hackled up and bore down on him like the UPS guy headin for the warehouse.
I guess there was some dodging and duckin in the cactus before the little musk hog left for other parts...no arrows shot.
Then a little while later he had the same thing happen. WOW! Javies with an attitude! Ya gotta love it.
Wes Martin also stalked up close to one and had it spot him as he started his draw. It immediately hackled up and turned toward him. I guess that distracted Wes cause the arrow missed.
A little later the boys turned to ambush tactics. Hide in the bushes and wait type stuff.
Well, Curtis said he was sittin in some waist high grass (knee high to you and me) and almost had a sizeable hog walk over the top of him. (the pig turned to one side at ten feet)
CK let the hog get out in the open in front of him and snapped a picture of the hog... then snapped a shot with his bow.
As the hog ran off, he had the feeling it might have been hit a little high, but was pourin blood like a (forgive me)...stuck hog!
In time he tracked the hog, with excellent blood trail, almost 500 yards. It was layin there dead when he finally got to it.
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