Three Little Piggies

Well the first stalk of the day was a complete wash!  Just as Clay, Bryant, and Brady were almost within archery range of a group of javelina, the wind swirled sending the little solar powered rotor rooters on a dead sprint up a steep, brushy hillside and out of site forever!

Temperatures were a little more than seasonably warm for January, and as the three made their way back to the truck, jackets and sweat shirts started to seem like a bad idea.  This was the second day of a month long hunt, but it was the first day for the trio, seems like New Years Day was reserved for a little recuperation. 

After a quick snack and some water, the three loaded up in the truck and headed for a new spot, glassing some hillsides along the way.  It wasn’t long before another group of javelina were located, and this was a big herd!  The hike to the herd was a fairly easy one, and as the three worked their way into the feeding javelina, one spooked sending pigs in every direction.  Each guy headed after a different little group, and Bryant was the first to shoot.  His arrow hit home, and he watched as his pig ran over a small rise and disappeared.  Brady had disappeared into a drainage to the east and Clay had gone southwest.  Bryant began to track his javelina, and found him a short distance away piled up in the brush.

Brady hadn’t chased his bunch far when he found himself with a 20 yard shot.  Brady’s shot hit the pig perfect and he watched as his pig ran around a clump of brush and rolled to a stop.  As he drug his javelina out of the drainage toward the truck, he ran into Bryant as he also was heading to the truck with his pig.  The two arrived at the truck, loaded their javelina, and headed out in search of Clay.

Clay chased a couple javelina across the next canyon.  Just as he crossed the bottom, he found himself within range, however every time he drew his bow, the pigs would bolt and send him chasing them even further.  Finally one of the pigs stood still long enough for Clay’s arrow to hit him right behind the shoulder!  As luck would have it, the pig turned and ran back the direction Clay needed to go to get back to the truck!  The pig didn’t make it far, and he eventually ran into Brady and Bryant who helped him pack his gear back to the truck.  Three javelina for three tags in one morning!  The bunch even stopped and watched a third herd of javelina feed along a slope as they drove back to town!