My First Javelina: Spot and Stalk
Dec 19, 2005
arrived in Laredo Texas to visit family and do a little whitetail deer
hunting on a long weekend. It was a memorable trip for me. On the way
down the kids slept some and I enjoyed the county’s scenery. It is always
nice to spend some time with my hubby on the drive when the kids are
asleep, it gives us some time to visit and catch up on things we normally
don’t have time to visit about.
We arrived in Laredo and spent some
time with family and then the subject of hunting came up as usual. We all
agreed to get up early for the hour and half drive to the ranch where we
would be hunting.
The following morning I saw a few deer
come into the feeder but they were a little leery of the ground blind we
had put up the evening before. It is always a wonderful time in the blind
when you get to see animals, even when those animals aren’t shooters I
always feel blessed to get to see them. After the morning hunt Uncle Leo
took us over to a friend of his ranch that he had mentioned we could shoot
some pigs if we had the desire to do so. After arriving at ranch we took
the grand tour. There was a possibility of being invited to shoot an
animal but that was solely up to the ranch owner. After meeting with the
owner of the ranch it wasn’t long before he sent out an invitation to
hunt. We kind of looked at each other and stood around then the owner
said.. “Well are you going to get your bows?” To which we did!
We drove around the ranch corning the
sendero’s and hoping to see some pigs or javis. While corning the
sendero’s the deer would just come running out of the brush the minute
they heard the tailgate feeder go off. We were lucky enough to see some
incredible whitetail deer, some of which were bigger than I had ever
seen. I could only dream that I could get a deer that nice and big. Many
of the does were very big bodies as well.
After driving around a couple of
pastures 2 or three times looking for pigs; we were about to give up and
head back to the base camp. The owner said, “Why don’t we drive around
one more time.” We were like sure, let’s do it. I was feeling a little
discouraged at this point, but kept my spirits up and my eyes wide open.
We came around one of the corners and low and behold there were javilina’s
upon the hill! My heart began to beat faster and faster at the thought of
shooting my first javi. We drove a little further up the road and they
stopped the truck so that we wouldn’t scare them off the road.
Donnie and quickly got out of the truck, me with my bow and him with the
camera. We slowly began the stalk up the side of the sendero. As we
weaved in and out of the cactus we began to wonder how close they were
getting. I crept out to look up the road to see where they were and they
were quickly closing the 50 yard gap and sucking up the corn like a good
old Hoover vacuum. My heart was pounding and I was beginning to get a
little frightened with all the stories about javi’s I had heard in the
past; I just knew I would be the one they chased and it would be caught on
All of a sudden all the javis were right
in front of us. I picked out the one I was going to shoot. Uncle Leo had
asked me to shoot a small for him, because they don’t taste good when they
are bigger. I thought to myself, dang they don’t taste good anytime!
I picked out a small one and looked over at Donnie to be sure he was ready
with the camera. He told me to hold on and he moved behind me and we were
ready to go. This little javelina was milling around sucking up the corn
on the road, finally she turned broadside and was begging for me to shoot
her. I quickly pulled my bow back, lined up sights on a sweet spot. I
then slowly pulled the trigger on my release, my arrow shot from my bow
and slammed into her right where I had aimed and blew right threw and out
the other side. My heart felt like it was going to come out of my chest.
She didn’t squeal when she was hit, and
all the other javis just scattered a little bit but didn’t run off. The
ones that were left wandering around were pretty scary looking; the hair
on their backs was raised up and they looked mean. I was terrified that
my first thought of being chased on camera was about to come true, luckily
they finally wandered off into the brush. We went about 20 – 30 yards and
there she lay, my very first Javi and my first thought was
WOW, What a Rush!!