Bryan and I glassed an area on the opposite ridge early Thursday morning. Several hogs were feeding in an area with alot of pines and blond grass. We found an area that we could climb up down wind and begin our stalk. Once there the hogs were gone and signs of fresh rooting were everyware. This spot seemed good. There was no wind and the temp was 10 degrees warmer. Cows fed around us and several calfs and full size cows were bedded. Bryan and I were excited with teh area and took it real slow. Just past an opening about 35 yards away Bryan asked if a small dark blob under a pine was a hog. I looked through a pair of quality swarovski bino's and saw what I thought was a calf. Bryan asked me to take another look. He thought it was a hog. I said,"Dude!" its a calf and looked through the bino's again. This time I wasnt sure. I'm thinking, "You dummy your looking through Bino's"
Just then all four stand up from thier beds. Bryan and I at the same time, like excited 12yr old kids yell...out loud... Javies!! and each fling an arrow. Both shots missed. I quickly got another arrow on the string and sent it infront of the right shoulder and out the left side. The other three just walked off. The one I hit went less than 10 yards and stopped. I was able to step out and finish it with a double lung. The first shot paced off at 28 yrds.