.... Terry later said "she was challenging ya, ya know". Well after the sow looked me over, she decided I wasn't worth the trouble so she decided to leave, and took the whole bunch along with her. Fortunately, that's far from the end of this story.
I looked back behind me at Terry with one of these palms up in the air oh-well motions and all I got back from him was a look I'll never forget that was like "you're not dead til I say you're dead, maggot. And you're NOT DEAD'. He waved me back to him and we started to see if we could get out on the flank and jump back into it. Well I eventually inserted myself back into the run of pigs, probably a bit too deep and they were just slippin' on by around me and I was frozen. A tiny little oinker came up next to my 14EEE camp shoes and decided not to 'challenge me'--kinda made me feel big. Then a small to medium sized chestnut-colored pig came came by at about 20 yards, gave a broadside shot, and ...