The interesting trip was we went out to sw Texas for Javilina. Ran across a herd and he started slinging series. Ran out then went to recover. Saw one of his arrows sticking out the brush, grabbed it to find a pissed off Javilina at the end. Big 54 pound boar. So it went western the 45 LC was drawn and then we started counting 3 more Havilinas down. I know we did some crazy stuff over the year but can look back and laugh at it. From burning up a custom oair of snake skin boot and almost his house trying to light a grill, running snow machines across a frozen lake on a lion track to find they dropped the water 29 feet the day before and we had a 15 foot air gap to me losing traction in his new truck and rolling 100 yards backwards down hill only to stop a few feet from a 1700 foot sheer fall..... lion trees under a 120 year old log cabin that almost fell on top of us, finding he could not swim when I took him on a gator hunt in my air boat after a case or two and showed him I could jump the banks on the marsh, man the stories... but somehow we are alive to laugh about it