...but the hog ran about 20 yards and just flopped down right there in front of me. The rest of the pigs just kinda wandered off but stayed in the area. Terry moved in towards me and said 'now we don't want to go trailing too quickly because these other pigs are still around and this is kind of a sanctuary". I told him well the pig is just layin' right over there, so I guess I was pretty lucky to get to see it go down in the swamp. Terry got that Range Rover muddy and bloody again and we took her back to camp where he strip-skinned it (that was a cool way to do it), quartered it, and Matt stuck a ham, backstrap, and shoulder in the Dutch oven for later.