This ranch is located in some pretty rough country choked with thick draws a few small creeks and one river. And is loaded with game and I am one lucky fellow to have the friends I do and to have the opportunity to hunt on the places I do and with the guys I hunt with it just don't get any better. So now's it's getting on about 10am so I head down into a creek bed and stalk along and smooth miss a giant squirrel two times in a row ( stupid squirrel ). I stalk the low lands for a few hours an see some deer and you can't walk more than a dozen steps and not see hog sign , looped back to about half a mile for where I stalked the young sika and sat down for a break. While sitting and thinking about how much I am getting into the Howard Hill bows , back quivers , wood arrows and not been using any camo for last month , has been the most fun I have had hunting with a bow in many many years. I sat looking up a long draw at high noon warming up in the bright Sun shine and about 400yds up at the head out comes about 15 hogs out of the thick brush into the open and start rooting the soft ground. Off to have fun I go , I got on the high left side in the trees and made for them , the wind was strong and was blowing up the hill in a good cross wind on em. I got above them and slid down and then back up and they were still there but starting to move away and I was out in the open and was going to get no closer. One offered me a shot at just over 30yds or so so I sent a cedar arrow off and it hit low in the chest , the hog hit the ground spinning and squealing then it was up and running. I had another arrow on the string and hit it again at about 60yds on the run , that shot hit through the hams but that is ok with me ( once I hit an animal I will send arrows until I know it's down ).