A friend suggested that we wear kilts on our last boar hunt. It sounded like a great idea to me. But if we were going to do it, I thought we should do it right. With spears. I can honestly say you have not lived until you chased a wild boar while wearing a kilt. Running through the woods, jumping over downed trees, until you get close enough to take your quarry with a final thrust of your spear. Most fun you can have with your pants on, or rather off. And a damn fine way to get your dinner.
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