I am very lucky in that my brother is a member of a hunting lease down by Lake Okeechobee Florida. He invited me down to try my luck with stick and string on some of the local creatures.
Knowing a trip was planned I hit the bowyers bench and built a bow for Marty, one of the guys on the lease, who has helped me numerous times to find downed pigs with his dog Peanut. The first bit of the fun was doing a Bow Build on The Trad Gang Bowyers Bench called "The Peanut Master bow Build." Needless to say, Marty never saw the thread. I knew this would happen. When I got down to FL I handed the bow to Marty and said thanks for all the help. Yea he was surprised.
anyway...
One morning found me sitting on a raised platform that was nestled in to the palmettos. This may have been what I looked like to the herd of 8 pigs that came in to visit.
after my bow silently sent its message to a large sow I saw my arrow piled up next to a tree covered with blood.
About 75 yards in to the woods...
and at last a chance to share the glory story with Marty back at camp.