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Well, camera said they were coming regular -- two boars (used to be 3 of them but now only two) as early as 8:30 so I grabbed the bow and hit the tripod. I was in my seat by 7:45 and settled comfortably--temps about 70 and breeze from 11:00 in relation to the feeder. About 9 or so I heard some noise from about 9:00 or nearly directly crosswind, probably 30-40 yds out. Got ready and it got quiet, then heard two snorts and nothing. Don't see how they could have smelled me or seen me, but Oh Well. Then about 9:45 a boar comes strolling in from that direction, about 5 yds from my tripod and proceeds to vacuum corn. He wandered around and about but didn't come into the light so I tried to be patient--right! Well finally offered the shot and I hooked up and began the draw, only to have a premature release when I had drawn maybe 2"---arrow flipped forward about5-6' and fell to the ground. Mr. Boar semi-spooked and ran about 10 yds, stopped, and stood and decided again, appetite trumped caution, and returned. This time he was on the other side of the feed pen--but eventually came into the light and I again hooked up and began the draw, only to have another premature release! WTH?!?!?!? Didn't spook away again, and eventually returned to the dimly lit area on my side of the feeder pen. Finally offered a shot--head-on, head down at about 14-15 yd. I hooked up, drew, anchored, aimed and let 'er fly--this time with out any premature release. Heared the hit and he vacated the area, disappearing into the darkness headed west. I could hear the arrow banging on brush (aluminum shaft) and hear brush crashing, and finally thought I heard him crash. Waited 15 minutes or so and climbed down to start the blood trailing -- but no blood! I spent 30 minutes walking the departure sector and never found a drop or speck of blood, and no arrow. Finally gave up-- Today I got a call from the guy running cows on the place and he said the buzzards and caracaras were sure enjoying their feast, and told me where the carcass was located. Went out and sure enough-there he was, with my arrow in 2 pieces and the broadhead inside the butt cavity, unscrewed from the shaft. Did a quick and dirty and smelly post-mortem and found the entry point--just behind the diaphragm, so I hit too far back. I'm guessing about 140-150 on weight. Based on where I found the broadhead, I don't believe I got complete penetration, so with no exit wound, no blood trail. He ran the exact direction I was searching but ran about 100 yds beyond where I quit. That's OK---this is the last of the 3 boars which had been hitting my trap and the feeder. Any bets on how long it will take for the sows, piglets, and shoats to show up now? P.S. -- shot the bow yesterday without a single malfunction of the release-- An old pilot, not a bold pilot, aka "the pig murdering fool" | ||
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