i got the rare invite to hit up some private land. i went with a few JHO'ers, so i wont disclose the location, or peeps. i was an invitee. i got up at 1:00am and got to my friend's house, we were on the hills at dark. typical pig stuff, we started climbing. i kid you not, looking at the maps, we hear strong rooting at the furthest reaches of the property. right on the farthest border. i was archery hunting, and my two friends brought rifles. friend said the magic words, "cliff brought the bow, we need to get him close for the first shot".. i chubbed up, and crept up a VERY steep portions, to the trees that they were buffeting in. the racket they made, covered the racket we made. at the last minute..silence. i was bummed, so we crept all the way up. we sent one rifle to the left, and around. the rooting noise came back, altho way back in the thickest darkest reaches of the down trees. i went straight up the middle, and my friend shhhhshhed me to stop. a bush started shaking. 10 feet away! i went to full draw thinking they would work out into a tiny clearing. the pig growled! just then, friend that went left had racket in front of him. i imagine he tried to engage. just then the wind may have shifted. and phoosh! the ducked out. i was at full draw for maybe 3 minutes and didnt feel a thing. i was at max 15 feet! damn, i may be the most non pig killingest, addicted hog hunter ever! that was easily the most excited i have ever been in my life.!!! AWESOME! i know why you guys are hooked.