Ran into this Sow less than 600 yards from camp. My riding buddy's face turned white when I asked him to whistle at it so I could get a shot of it's face. He declined so I whistled and low and behold it had a look and I took the picture. Made for a restless night for some of the crowd, 9 people in 5 tents. I told them not to worry as my tent was on the grassy knoll and I'd cover them from there. I had a half dozen barley soup with a couple stiff rum chasers and slept like a baby.