But there is a end to everything and patience and perseverance bounty the dedicated TGanger.It came close after all its feints,I was ready with the bow arm half arised in position,its head on the ground,but the body still hidden behind the pine tree limb you see in the first pics.It was feeding still at an unshootable position,but I relaxed and enjoied every single second of that long wait,listening the noise it was making chewing the corn 8-9 yards away.It made a couple of steeps following the stripe of corn,with the vitals well exposed.But i waited because it could still see me drawing the bow,I was waiting for one mor step when its head would have been behind the pole(always in the pic).I was thinking that the biggest joy for us is in the preparation of the shoot,after it is hard work.It made it its eyes were behind the log.I started drawing in slow motion afraid of any small noise,but the shelf rest on my recurve is dead quiet and at the release the arrow entered low in the leg pocket and then everything went on Fast Forward a grofrom the boar and the frantic run.I moved fast back to see it running away 50-70 yards and it desappeared behind a small hill and some bush.Its race was noisy and like it had fallen a couple of times.Then silence.Time to wait.