I re-loaded and sat back and enjoyed the fact that I'd just killed my 3rd Solana hog in three hunts here...then I heard the squealing!
More hogs were coming in!!
This time a sounder of about 15 hogs came in as the light faded. Nothing real big, but I'm not one to be picky when it comes to hogs.
But there was one that caught my eye. Even though there was about every size and color, an "oreo" hog is the one I picked to try for.
It was black the front third, white the middle third, and black the back third...ya know...like an oreo cookie
They all herked and jerked around as they fed,twisted and turned, jockying around just like hogs always do. Seemingly never standing still at any time more than a split second.
But try as I may, I just couldn't get that oreo hog to come close enough, and clear enough for a shot....and light was fading fast now...
I had my hog light on my bow, but these hogs were a bit far to feel comfortable shooting with the aid of the tiny light.
So I picked a closer hog, a brownish/red looking bugger. As he claered with no hogs right behind, and in front of him....I drew my last VPA tipped, Vapor shaft to anchor, looked low........and shot low! It looked like I'd shot right under him tight to the front leg....Dang it!
One for three...geez!
It was almost dark now, for whatever reason, I nocked another arrow. This time a big Snuffer160.
I figured by the time I got picked up, more hogs could show up. If they were close, I'd try my hog light.
I quietly packed up some gear in preparation of being picked up soon.
Then I heard walking , but this time off to my right and close!
I looked out and could see the outline of a hog not 6-7yds away, right in front of me!
This was getting crazy now!
As quickly and quietly as I could, I grabbed my bow, turned on my light, and started to draw.
But in the dark and my haste, I'd forgot about my arrow holder and my "a little too loose nocks", I pulled the arrow right off the string without dislodging it out of the kwik-loc arrow holder! The hog just stood still....
I fumbled around, got the nock seated back on the string, but as the light hit it and I started to draw, it started to move off.
I mouth grunted, and it stopped quartering away, only ten yards away. In the red light I saw my arrow come out of the bow, and it looked to take the hog a bit back, but quartering away!
At impact, it squealed and exploded back out the way it had come in. Squealing with every step as the darkness and the cedars swallowed it up...
I'd had about all I could take and just collapsed back into the seat to await my pick-up!!