made his way to the waterhole accompanied by the same group of
warthogs that had been there earlier. Definitely a shooter! He was
facing slightly towards me while drinking water for what seemed
like forever.
I got into position, went into full draw with my Carbon Core
Arrow and knelt down slightly to get a shot through the low shoot-
ing window. WHACK! The arrow hit him on the shoulder and the
big boar was gone in an instant. As he ran off out of sight, I saw
a part of my arrow f ly through the air and land in the soft sand.
I radioed the camp to inform Oom Tinus. After his arrival with
Bella, the farm’s trusty tracking dog, I climbed out of the hide and
showed them where the warthog boar had stood at the waterhole.
After recovering my broken off arrow the blood trail was easy
to pick up and we slowly followed it. We had gone less than 100
yards behind Bella when we spotted the warthog boar in some
heavy brush, f lat on his side. It looked like the tracking was done.
But the next moment the boar spotted us and was up and gone in
a f lash!
We listened as he tore through the brush, making a lot of
noise. Back on the track. About 50 yards along, we came on him
again and again he was lying in a small opening in heavier brush.
I was determined to put another arrow into the big warthog before
he could get up and run again!
We looked and looked but there was no place to put an arrow
through the brush into the boar. Bella cornered him into some
thick brush while I got into a small opening getting myself within
about 20 yards of the warthog. I took aim at the appropriate spot
on the warthog and released.
CRASH! The big boar hit the ground for the last time. Lessons
learned that day were to use a heavier arrow for better FOC and
also if you’re not 100% comfortable in your shooting position, let
down and wait for the next best opportunity.
This warthog boar shoulder mount is going to look great on
the wall above my blue wildebeest f lat skin from my previous
bowhunting adventure. •