The Wild Boar Boom- Lasarotta
I have hunted true boar in France, Poland and Croatia, not to mention bagging warthog in Africa on several occasions, both for the pot and sport. I have also been learning by my errors. In France, where I took my first boar rather than feral pig, I made the mistake of using a single shot 7mm break-action Fcrlach single barrel. Wonderfully accurate, it left me in a situation where I was alone in deep, dark, woods having just heart shot a modest sow after a walk and stalk. Going forward to examine her and reloading at the same time a bit too casually, I came face to face with a very large and angry male. I had a stand off with him at about II) yards. It was tense, and for some reason I entered into conversation with the beast: “Well, you can try me if you want, but I have one shot in this and then I’m off up that tree.” He looked at me meanly, poked the dead sow, grunted, brought his head up and, after a pause, walked off. Phew... In Africa I have had many happier close encounters ...