Fortunately for her, she broke the charge off, skidding to a stop 3 yards in front of us, and hauled out of there like her rear was on fire. Not knowing what had happened, the boar came hauling around to the left and stopped 4 yards to the left, looking at us. Unfortunately I didn’t have a shot, and Nick had the rifle and not his bow. It didn’t take long for that bear to take off either, and we were left sitting there with a blown opportunity. The entire encounter lasted no more than a few seconds, but seemed like a lot longer.