OK...so my blood trail leads along the side of that grassy area then turns left into the thicket...saplings, vines, briar, and palmettos, among other dead fallen trees that have to be crawled over.. . . .
I'm finding blood easy swiped on the palmettos, but not a lot...and some decent drops, but not a lot...but a steady trail that stalls here and there due to the thick vegetation and shuckin and jivin the hog has done....so, I'm crawling, navigating vines n briar, and having to push away palmettos to see ahead....this takes a while to go about 50 yards ....I also had two large puddles of water I had to find the trail on the other side....this was a real test to my blood trailing abilities, but I took it as a challenge to keep at it at ever stall.....and every so often I'd stand and look ahead for a dead hog even though site distance was nil.
Once I found blood after a stall, it seemed so easy for the next 5 yards or so, then stall again.....all the while hanging paper napkins on tree limbs in case I needed Curt to come back n help...and get my self back to where I was in this 'fog of woods' with overcast skies and the solid cloud blanket that wasn't moving.
I was crawling on my hands and knees and paused after another change of direction and getting myself in line with the next few drops....I leaned back on my heals to straighten my back out for a second and looked ahead. I could NOT BELIEVE what I saw just beyond two palmetto fronds ...one leaning left and one leaning right....and when I say just ahead, I mean just SIX yards ahead.....with NOTHING between me and what I saw but those two palmetto fronds....
No....its NOT what you are thinking.....
Still at office....back in a bit....gotta go home...