by Blr243 » 02 Feb 2020, 3:18 pm
Dingo , dog , tomatoes , tomatoes , whatever ....I have a pearler story re dogs and pigs , but first the dingoes will definitively be preventing the piglets from getting to adulthood ... the poor eyesight and limited flexibility of a fighting pig combined with the fact that the suckers will try to but not necessarily be able to stay real close to mum in A crisis , makes me think that a piglet will b one of the easiest things to take from her mum ....now back to cape York I have woken from a sleep in the creek after walking the creek all day the day before bowhunting boars all along its length ... it’s about 9 am and I an hear a small pack dingoes howling up ahead maybe 300 m away ... I switch on like never before because of my extreme desire to take another dingo with my bow ...all my senses are on full alert. After a while of not making contact my eyes notice something glinting in the sun . A look thru my binos reveal a boar laying in the creek with the centre of his snout on the waterline blowing bubbles to pass the time because he had already read the paper and was out of tobacco .... the bubbles is what the sun caught .. I approached up the r h side of the bank As I got closer I was so intently focused on getting to the boar that I failed to notice another boar half concealed in the sandy hole edge of the bank. His vitals were in the bank and back end hanging out so bow wood not work in this situation. He was less than 6 feet in front of me ,,, I got into rough position and drew my bow ,, then I lifted my left leg and under immense physical strain managed to stretch and place it down two feet to my left and down the bank ... once reasonably stable but still very uncomfortable I got an arrow quartering into his chest Then about three seconds of anxiety in case he bolted my way and sought his revenge but fortunately he scurried down the bank near the other boar in the water and started to do 360 degree turns .. this commotion attracted a dingo that was unbeknown to me sitting on the top of the other bank in the long grass. Normally skinny little cape York mostly pure dogs won’t take on a solo solid cape York boar but this one was bleeding both sides and going down ..... as the dingo temporarily stopped to wait for the right moment to rush in to grab the boar I slipped a perfect arrow behind his shoulder and he lay down 15 m away If a rich American hunter asked his guide to put him in the position to take a dingo and boar within ten seconds I’m sure the guide would have to admit that he could not make it happen. I did not necessarily achieve this by any amount of amazing skill I just happened to be right place right time. It’s a moment I will never forget. Unfortunately I do forget what happed to the other dingoes and bathing pig because it was so very exciting that I can not possibly retain it all it was too much for me I had too much going on. I’ll fatty to find the photo