I was hunting a neat spot that I love. It's where a field corner meets the corner of an old abandoned gravel pit. The wall of the gravel pit is just 5 yards behind the tree I climb and is so steep and tall nothing can climb it. Anything coming from the thick woods below the gravel pit to this field has to come around it and enter the field at this corner. You can face one way confident that nothing can approach from behind you. And the tree I climb is tucked up into a little cubby hole of other pine trees making it next to impossible for an animal to see you until he is in range. I had seen 4 or 5 does, even practiced drawing on a few as they passed me from right to left. I was waiting to see one of the good bucks I know to be in the area. But the only horns I saw were on a little 4 point that proceeded to chased every doe in the field all over. Finally it was getting so dark I had started to gather up my stuff to come down when I heard something walking in the woods to my right. This old big boar came out and stopped broadside at 15 yards. As he stood there looking at the deer out in the field, I drew, hit my anchor point, picked my spot, locked eyes on, and released. I saw my arrow hit him a little farther forward than I would have liked but it looked okay. It did not pass through and I heard him rattle that aluminum arrow on a tree as he ran pass it. I climbed down and picked up his blood trail which was okay but not heavy due to no exit hole. I trailed him to where he dislodged my arrow and kept after him till I reached about the 100 yard mark. I have bow hunted with a compound for many years so I'm not a newbie to bow hunting just traditional gear. If I'm not 100% on the shot and the animal has gone more than 100 yards I back out. Also the prospect of finding a not fully dead boar hog in a thicket at night kinda sucks too. So I returned and picked up the trail the next day. Sure enough he had gone another 100 yards where I found him dead. I caught part of his shoulder and in conjunction with his shield it had limited my penetration to about 8 inches. May have just stuck one lung or he could have gone so far just because he was a tough old booger.
I'm tickled, but with hogs,and big ones at that, always a possibility on my families land I have ordered some Zwickey two blade heads for a little more penetrating power.
Topic: First Traditional Kill (Read 575 times)
