It was in the low 40's in the ozark mtns. I got my spikes on and climbed the tree and got settled in. There was no wind and the leaves were as crunchy as potato chips. I love dry loud woods. You can here em comin.I heard some comin fast like their tails were on fire. They went on by and couple min later i heard somthing else trotting, it was a huge black hog! I got my bow up but it would'nt be still. It finally got in some thick stuff and stopped. I flung one at him and missed! Oh well i thought. I kept sittin and a long cowhorn spike was coming down the hill and this 8pt.I had put out some tinks no.1 out and he was sniffin it at 20yd.I had my bow in front of my face and i knew i was gonna get a shot. He turned broadside and i sent a alaskan and a very sharp delta 4blade at him i saw the blood when it whacked him. He ran about 40yards in about 5sec and went down! I was very thankful. Thank you Lord!