I saw headlights coming, and here came Ol' Shep driving right up to the stand to pick me up, little did he know he'd just parked right on top of the spot where I'd shot at the last hog.
When I got down I told everyone that was there what had just gone down. I went over to where most of the shooting had happened and immediately found my first arrow that I'd missed with. Then a massive bloodtrail from the second try on the first hog.
I knew he was laying only 20yds away so I looked for the arrow I'd shot low with. But when I found it, I could see that I hadn't missed like I thought.
There was some blood on my arrow, and some on the ground in the direction it had gone....hmmmm.
We followed it a ways,maybe about 100yds, and it just sort of faded away, kinda like a muscle hit. Only thing I could figure was that I'd either cut it's front leg, or the very bottom of the brisket.
Either way we figured we'd give it some time and come back later with Shep's dog, "Cowboy".
So we went back to the stand to look for the last hog I'd shot at close to the stand.Someone found blood out ahead as I looked by the spot of the hit. Then, I think it was Terry that found part of my arrow, then Michael found my Snuffer!
I'm telling you, a guy could not possibly ask for better guys to track a wounded critter with. I mean everyone in our party was phenomenal!
We followed here and there, and after maybe 75yds, SKyler found what he said looked as though the hog had laid down there.
Seconds later Michael, in a very serious stern voice says he had the hog, but he was still alive!
I was about 10yds off the his right when I heard his words. I looked over as I nocked an arrow. Just in time to see the hog stand up with Michaels light on him.
For several tense seconds I tried to figure out a way to get an arrow in the hog. There was no way, we were in a jungle!
But then he started to move off and was heading for a small opening about 15yds. in front of me.
Michael tracked him with his light...I drew and was about to release as he hit the opening and the light went off!
I almost released blind, knowing the hog was there, even though I couldn't see him....but I didn't.
Michael had no idea I was about to shoot, and had shut his light off as not to help spook the hog any further away.
Wow, Wow, Wow!!!! Crazy!!
It was easy to see that the hog wasn't doing well, and was in no hurry to get out of there.
We figured he wouldn't go far. So Michael and Shep took a GPS reading on the spot and we decided it would be best to come back after dinner with some canine help. It was time to "Cowboy up"!
Before we left though, we went over to recover the first hog...
Like I said, the blood was pouring out as he ran. This was easily the best hog blood trail I have ever personally been on. Blood was immediate...
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I wish we'd have taken more time with the photo's!
He was a nice boar. Later on I would check him out and see that my arrow had taken him right in the "pocket" on the near side and had gone forward and up, burying into his opposite shoulder blade!
He was layed right over when the arrow struck...trying to do the "matrix move". I was shooting out of a 8-10ft tripod and the arrrow, had it come out the other side would have exited about 6" higher on the off side!
Again...Crazy!!
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