One of the things about hunting wild game is that you never quite can tell, at least with fairly big game, when the tables may be turned and the hunter becomes the hunted. Such was the case with a German hunter who was after wild boar. He shot at one and followed it into some reeds and the beast attacked. My guess is he was gored by the boars tusks. The hunter later died at a hospital. Getting gored and dying sucks, doing it while hunting down your next rasher of bacon and getting to taste it nevermore makes it an even more terrible way to go. More at the source.
All the best,
Glenn B
All the best,
Glenn B
