Well after 7 outings I finally got my Javelina yesterday. Drew an archery tag for unit 20B. I have a favorite canyon that I hunt in that unit and usually get into pigs every time. This year was different, didnt see a pig the first 6 times out. The day started off good though. I was barely out of the truck and saw a really nice 3 pt with 2 does, tried to get into range for shot on the buck but at about 80 yards they got suspicious and decided that somthing wasnt right. The wind wasnt good and I believe the one doe got a whiff of me and they all headed toward the other end of the canyon. Oh well. I worked my way over to the hill I normally glass from and at about 9:30 there they were, I could see 6-7 pigs on the side of the hill feeding apx 600 yards or so away. Working my way over to them took about 1/2 hour or so and by that time they were bedding down. Because of were they holed up I could only get to within 50-60 yards of where they were without spooking them. Now it became a waiting game, at 12:30 they finally started moving around a little, had a really nice pig step out of the brush and broadside at a ranged 55 yards. Well I figure its now or never so I let her fly, the 100 grain muzzy 4 blade hit center perfect and was a complete pass through. I watched the herd and wounded pig run across the side of the hill maybe 60 yards and then the pig I had shot stopped stood for couple of seconds and toppled over. Now here is where it gets weird, I think dead pig so I head around the canyon to where I thought my pig would be, when I get there he is gone. Total amazement, very little blood and no blood trail. After sitting for a short time I start using my head, I figure the pig had to go down hill because of his injury and more than likely not far. So I hit the bottom of the canyon and just start kicking around, after about 20 minutes I finally get close enough to him that he spooks out of his hiding place, runs a short distance and stops under a palo verde tree. I can tell he is hurt very badly so I give him a couple of minutes, then stalk in to about 20 yards and was able to get another arrow into his lung area. I gotta say that I learned a lesson about giving an animal plenty of time to expire before moving in on it. I feel fortunate and thankful that I was able to find him with no blood trail.