A good buddy and I, SteveR, went hog hunting a few weeks back. Our area is currently flooded and it drastically reduces the amount of terrain the hogs have to roam. It didn't take long for us to get in the action as we were creeping through the woods and I caught movement, a coyote. He wasn't headed our way, but I have heard of people squeaking them in with their lips, I tried my luck. As soon as he heard the squeak he turn and ran straight to me. When he got to about 15 yards he noticed something wasn't right and was staring me down. The poor fellas body wasn't even as wide as his head which made for a tough shot. I figured since he was so malnourished, I didn't want to kill him anyway.. so I conveniently missed him. haha.
This whole time Steve and I are walking along together and are having a blast. It wasn't long after than and we got up on a coon. We opted to let them pass as I wanted all my arrows for any possible hogs. I did check my stalking skills on a few of them and to get inside of 15 yards was easy. I think I could have touched a couple if I had wanted to. That day we went on to see close to 30 different coons all on the ground moving around, it was unreal. I had never seen anything like that while in the outdoors.
A little after that we got on some pigs, four of them to be exact. Since I had missed the coyote it was Steve's turn to shoot. With them rooting right next to the water, I assumed their exit route and i started moving that way. When Steve and I both were in position, he let the first shot fly. I hear the arrow flying through the air, but no contact to be made. I quickly draw my bow and let one fly, I connected. The shot was a little back of where I intended, but I knew it would do the job. The hog let out a light squeak and started looking around. He had no idea he had been bitten by a simmons shark. The other hogs didn't like the situation going on and decided to get out of town. While they were thinking about the situation, I was getting out another arrow. I wanted to be sure my hog suffered as little as possible so I was going to try to put a second arrow in it. While it was trotting away, I let another one fly. If my buddy weren't there to see it all unfold, he wouldn't believe it, lol.
From the impact of the second shot, he went about 5 yards. After we finished searching for our arrows, mine passing through, and his passing over
, we went to check out my hog and immediately noticed something was off. When I shot him the second time, he squealed and it wasn't your typical squeal. It just sounded different. I soon found out why.
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