On Thursday my brother and I decided to come back in for lunch. This was the first time all week we actually came back to eat at camp. That morning it was really calm and stalking was tough but we still had a couple close encounters. We sneaked back to our favorite water hole, which was froze over, and as we turned to corner of some evergreens I noticed a nice size boar heading straight towards us. So we both took a couple side steps to hide in the bush. The boar came down to the water and nudged the ice on top with his nose. This is happening at twelve yards and neither one of us have a shot do to a big overhanging limb. When the hog decided that he wasn't going to get any water he had two choices. Walk past the both of us or go back the trail he came in on? Well, of course he decided to walk back the trail he came on so I quickly followed and at a little over twenty yards he turned to go back in the thick stuff. I had a spot a bit bigger than a grapefruit to shoot through so I let one go. Unfortunately my arrow nicked the top and plummeted to the earth just low. It was such a cool colored hog to. A dirty yellow with some real nice cutters.