well after a quick break, we decided to carry on
not 300 meters away walking up a sand gully we both spotted a huge Boar lying in the shade, the wind was not great.
i knocked an arrow and got in "as quickly as quietly possible" ( how i like to stalk pigs )
the leaves on the ground where sparse and i managed to get to 15meters, right then he lifted his head either hearing me or getting a wif of the swirling wind, He was lying facing almost away from me but i knew it was now or never.
The limbs on my trust shrew started to bend and then thud my arrow buried deep in his side, the shot was good he stood and spun around facing me head on before i knew it my shoulder muscles where gripping again and another arrow was on its way hitting the pig right in the nose deflecting it to the ground, the pig ran to about 30 meters i had 1 arrow left, i dropped to my knee i hit full draw again this time i held for an extra second, senses overloading, focus burning that hole .. THWACK arrow finds its mark breaking the front shoulder he took off as did i after him grabbing my arrow out of the dirt that had hit him in the nose as i ran but when i got to him it was all over.
A great tusker and Boar of the trip for me