Me and my farther recently made a trip to Hungary to hunt wild boar. Coming from the UK we are not lucky enough to legally hunt with a bow , even though we have such a rich history from this beautiful weapon.
For me i feel like bows and bowhunting is in my blood and have been passionate about all things traditional archery ever since i can remember.
After arriving at Budapest airport we meet with our host and was told we would be hunting that evening.
we drove to our accommodation and quickly got our gear ready and made our way to the hunting area to meet the two professional hunters Zoltan and Chubba or chubby as he is known!
That evening i sat in a tree as my Dad and Zoltan walked n stalked.
Just before last light i had two large boar turn up. I was only hunting Yearling pigs so i resisted a shot and admired them instead. Whilst getting ready to climb down they spooked and disappeared over a wooded ridge out of sight. A dull thud caught my attention, followed by one of the boar running Back toward my tree only to expire yards away. He had made the mistake of heading toward my dad and Zoltan who were quietly making their way to pick me up.
This is my Dads first big game animal with a bow so its was a special time to be in the woods together. And what a start to our trip!!
Topic: Great times in Hungary (continued) (Read 872 times)
