Well, histrionics aside, I must say my adrenaline has got pumping. Was
just out to, er, fertilize the edge of the field before turning in, and
a great snorting and barking started perhaps 20m away. Couldn't see
anything in spite of the bright moon, but it certainly interrupted
programmed activities! I ran back to the door and sent the dog out,
he enthusiastically ran in the wrong direction. The beasts took off
into the woods to the north side, and were well away when dog came back.
He made a stab that way and I heard another one canter off back the
other way.

Stirs the blood proper... the boar here in Normandy are too hunted (and
too smart) to get very aggressive, but instinct says otherwise!

-E

On 02/06/2012 00:35, Emery Davis wrote:
Well, histrionics aside, I must say my adrenaline has got pumping. Was
just out to, er, fertilize the edge of the field before turning in, and
a great snorting and barking started perhaps 20m away. Couldn't see
anything in spite of the bright moon, but it certainly interrupted
programmed activities! I ran back to the door and sent the dog out,
he enthusiastically ran in the wrong direction. The beasts took off
into the woods to the north side, and were well away when dog came back.
He made a stab that way and I heard another one canter off back the
other way.

Stirs the blood proper... the boar here in Normandy are too hunted (and
too smart) to get very aggressive, but instinct says otherwise!

-E



Well, if you will mark the edge of their territory with male urine! ;~)
Glad you escaped unscathed, though.

--
Spider
from high ground in SE London
gardening on clay

On 06/02/2012 03:11 PM, Spider wrote:
[]


Well, if you will mark the edge of their territory with male urine! ;~)
Glad you escaped unscathed, though.


The problem was that I was no longer able to leave mark at all! You
try peeing with all of that hullaballoo...

On 02/06/2012 14:36, Emery Davis wrote:
On 06/02/2012 03:11 PM, Spider wrote:
[]


Well, if you will mark the edge of their territory with male urine! ;~)
Glad you escaped unscathed, though.


The problem was that I was no longer able to leave mark at all! You
try peeing with all of that hullaballoo...



Sorry, Emery, not appropriately equipped! For that very reason, I don't
annoint the compost heap;~). The other reason is that the compost heaps
are in full view.

--
Spider
from high ground in SE London
gardening on clay

On 02/06/2012 18:11, Spider wrote:
On 02/06/2012 14:36, Emery Davis wrote:
On 06/02/2012 03:11 PM, Spider wrote:
[]


Well, if you will mark the edge of their territory with male urine! ;~)
Glad you escaped unscathed, though.


The problem was that I was no longer able to leave mark at all! You
try peeing with all of that hullaballoo...



Sorry, Emery, not appropriately equipped! For that very reason, I don't
annoint the compost heap;~). The other reason is that the compost heaps
are in full view.


I'd have thought all that hullabaloo would have made it hard not to pee.

On 06/02/2012 08:02 PM, David Hill wrote:
On 02/06/2012 18:11, Spider wrote:
On 02/06/2012 14:36, Emery Davis wrote:
On 06/02/2012 03:11 PM, Spider wrote:
[]


Well, if you will mark the edge of their territory with male urine! ;~)
Glad you escaped unscathed, though.


The problem was that I was no longer able to leave mark at all! You
try peeing with all of that hullaballoo...



Sorry, Emery, not appropriately equipped! For that very reason, I don't
annoint the compost heap;~). The other reason is that the compost heaps
are in full view.


I'd have thought all that hullabaloo would have made it hard not to pee.

Well I suppose some let loose, some clench up. I am apparently in the
latter camp...

(one 'l' in hullabaloo, noted with proper respect.)

On Sat, 02 Jun 2012 18:11:07 +0100, Spider wrote:

On 02/06/2012 14:36, Emery Davis wrote:
On 06/02/2012 03:11 PM, Spider wrote:
[]


Well, if you will mark the edge of their territory with male urine! ;~)
Glad you escaped unscathed, though.


The problem was that I was no longer able to leave mark at all! You
try peeing with all of that hullaballoo...



Sorry, Emery, not appropriately equipped! For that very reason, I don't
annoint the compost heap;~). The other reason is that the compost heaps
are in full view.

Provide RG with a bucket, dear Spider (preferably without a hole in
it).

Cheers, Jake
=======================================
Urgling from the asylum formerly known as the
dry end of Swansea Bay.

On 02/06/2012 19:40, Jake wrote:
On Sat, 02 Jun 2012 18:11:07 +0100, wrote:

On 02/06/2012 14:36, Emery Davis wrote:
On 06/02/2012 03:11 PM, Spider wrote:
[]


Well, if you will mark the edge of their territory with male urine! ;~)
Glad you escaped unscathed, though.


The problem was that I was no longer able to leave mark at all! You
try peeing with all of that hullaballoo...



Sorry, Emery, not appropriately equipped! For that very reason, I don't
annoint the compost heap;~). The other reason is that the compost heaps
are in full view.

Provide RG with a bucket, dear Spider (preferably without a hole in
it).

Cheers, Jake
=======================================
Urgling from the asylum formerly known as the
dry end of Swansea Bay.


It may come to that .. we're having plumbing problems at the moment :~(.

--
Spider
from high ground in SE London
gardening on clay

"Emery Davis" wrote in message
...
Well, histrionics aside, I must say my adrenaline has got pumping. Was
just out to, er, fertilize the edge of the field before turning in, and
a great snorting and barking started perhaps 20m away. Couldn't see
anything in spite of the bright moon, but it certainly interrupted
programmed activities! I ran back to the door and sent the dog out,
he enthusiastically ran in the wrong direction. The beasts took off
into the woods to the north side, and were well away when dog came back.
He made a stab that way and I heard another one canter off back the
other way.

Stirs the blood proper... the boar here in Normandy are too hunted (and
too smart) to get very aggressive, but instinct says otherwise!

-E

When I visited my friend in rural Lower Saxony, I thought I was quite keen
to see some wild boar so we sat beside a pond in the gathering dusk watching
bats swooping over the water. It was the height of summer, idyllic.
Until I heard the definite sounds of wild boar approaching probably to drink
at the pond and then I was up and away hightailing it back to the house 1/4
mile away. Instinct kicked in, Emery, like you say.
They are very common there. Almost every field has a high wooden tower so
they can be shot from it, especially the potato fields. It's a very rural
area, there is not much other work available other than farming so the boar
are a real nuisance uprooting the crops.
There's quite a lot of forest everywhere there, and the boar come out during
the night into the fields that people are trying to scratch a living from.
So, I was too wimpy to see one..I really did want to but something in my
psyche said "you are out in the countryside with nothing to protect you,
with wild boar coming. Run!"
So I did.
Tina

"Christina Websell" wrote in message
...

"Emery Davis" wrote in message
...
Well, histrionics aside, I must say my adrenaline has got pumping. Was
just out to, er, fertilize the edge of the field before turning in, and
a great snorting and barking started perhaps 20m away. Couldn't see
anything in spite of the bright moon, but it certainly interrupted
programmed activities! I ran back to the door and sent the dog out,
he enthusiastically ran in the wrong direction. The beasts took off
into the woods to the north side, and were well away when dog came back.
He made a stab that way and I heard another one canter off back the
other way.

Stirs the blood proper... the boar here in Normandy are too hunted (and
too smart) to get very aggressive, but instinct says otherwise!

-E

When I visited my friend in rural Lower Saxony, I thought I was quite keen
to see some wild boar so we sat beside a pond in the gathering dusk
watching bats swooping over the water. It was the height of summer,
idyllic.
Until I heard the definite sounds of wild boar approaching probably to
drink at the pond and then I was up and away hightailing it back to the
house 1/4 mile away. Instinct kicked in, Emery, like you say.
They are very common there. Almost every field has a high wooden tower so
they can be shot from it, especially the potato fields. It's a very rural
area, there is not much other work available other than farming so the
boar are a real nuisance uprooting the crops.
There's quite a lot of forest everywhere there, and the boar come out
during the night into the fields that people are trying to scratch a
living from.
So, I was too wimpy to see one..I really did want to but something in my
psyche said "you are out in the countryside with nothing to protect you,
with wild boar coming. Run!"
So I did.

Sounds fairynuff to me
--
--

http://www.shop.helpforheroes.org.uk/

On 02/06/2012 22:35, Christina Websell wrote:
"Emery wrote in message
...
Well, histrionics aside, I must say my adrenaline has got pumping. Was
just out to, er, fertilize the edge of the field before turning in, and
a great snorting and barking started perhaps 20m away. Couldn't see
anything in spite of the bright moon, but it certainly interrupted
programmed activities! I ran back to the door and sent the dog out,
he enthusiastically ran in the wrong direction. The beasts took off
into the woods to the north side, and were well away when dog came back.
He made a stab that way and I heard another one canter off back the
other way.

Stirs the blood proper... the boar here in Normandy are too hunted (and
too smart) to get very aggressive, but instinct says otherwise!

-E

When I visited my friend in rural Lower Saxony, I thought I was quite keen
to see some wild boar so we sat beside a pond in the gathering dusk watching
bats swooping over the water. It was the height of summer, idyllic.
Until I heard the definite sounds of wild boar approaching probably to drink
at the pond and then I was up and away hightailing it back to the house 1/4
mile away. Instinct kicked in, Emery, like you say.
They are very common there. Almost every field has a high wooden tower so
they can be shot from it, especially the potato fields. It's a very rural
area, there is not much other work available other than farming so the boar
are a real nuisance uprooting the crops.
There's quite a lot of forest everywhere there, and the boar come out during
the night into the fields that people are trying to scratch a living from.
So, I was too wimpy to see one..I really did want to but something in my
psyche said "you are out in the countryside with nothing to protect you,
with wild boar coming. Run!"
So I did.
Tina





Since boars are in the Suidae family, it would clearly have been
suicidal to stay ;~)

--
Spider
from high ground in SE London
gardening on clay

"Spider" wrote in message
...
On 02/06/2012 22:35, Christina Websell wrote:
"Emery wrote in message
...
Well, histrionics aside, I must say my adrenaline has got pumping. Was
just out to, er, fertilize the edge of the field before turning in, and
a great snorting and barking started perhaps 20m away. Couldn't see
anything in spite of the bright moon, but it certainly interrupted
programmed activities! I ran back to the door and sent the dog out,
he enthusiastically ran in the wrong direction. The beasts took off
into the woods to the north side, and were well away when dog came back.
He made a stab that way and I heard another one canter off back the
other way.

Stirs the blood proper... the boar here in Normandy are too hunted (and
too smart) to get very aggressive, but instinct says otherwise!

-E

When I visited my friend in rural Lower Saxony, I thought I was quite
keen
to see some wild boar so we sat beside a pond in the gathering dusk
watching
bats swooping over the water. It was the height of summer, idyllic.
Until I heard the definite sounds of wild boar approaching probably to
drink
at the pond and then I was up and away hightailing it back to the house
1/4
mile away. Instinct kicked in, Emery, like you say.
They are very common there. Almost every field has a high wooden tower
so
they can be shot from it, especially the potato fields. It's a very
rural
area, there is not much other work available other than farming so the
boar
are a real nuisance uprooting the crops.
There's quite a lot of forest everywhere there, and the boar come out
during
the night into the fields that people are trying to scratch a living
from.
So, I was too wimpy to see one..I really did want to but something in my
psyche said "you are out in the countryside with nothing to protect you,
with wild boar coming. Run!"
So I did.
Tina





Since boars are in the Suidae family, it would clearly have been suicidal
to stay ;~)

--
Spider

If I'd been up in one of the towers I would have stayed but I got far too
wimpy hearing them approach, although I thought I would be brave with wild
boars, I wasn't when it came to it.
I f*ckin ran.

"Emery Davis" wrote

Well, histrionics aside, I must say my adrenaline has got pumping. Was
just out to, er, fertilize the edge of the field before turning in, and
a great snorting and barking started perhaps 20m away. Couldn't see
anything in spite of the bright moon, but it certainly interrupted
programmed activities! I ran back to the door and sent the dog out,
he enthusiastically ran in the wrong direction. The beasts took off
into the woods to the north side, and were well away when dog came back.
He made a stab that way and I heard another one canter off back the
other way.

Stirs the blood proper... the boar here in Normandy are too hunted (and
too smart) to get very aggressive, but instinct says otherwise!


Interesting info about British populations ....
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wild_boar
--
Regards. Bob Hobden.
Posted to this Newsgroup from the W of London, UK

snip
Stirs the blood proper... the boar here in Normandy are too hunted (and
too smart) to get very aggressive, but instinct says otherwise!


Interesting info about British populations ....
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wild_boar
--
Regards. Bob Hobden.
Posted to this Newsgroup from the W of London, UK



We have wild boar`s living here in the Forest of Dean, Gloucestershire. I
have not seen them but have seen the damage they have done. Locals say they
are a common site but I would not walk or ride in the Forest but then I am a
coward :-)

kate

"Kate Morgan" wrote in message
o.uk...
snip
Stirs the blood proper... the boar here in Normandy are too hunted (and
too smart) to get very aggressive, but instinct says otherwise!


Interesting info about British populations ....
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wild_boar
--
Regards. Bob Hobden.
Posted to this Newsgroup from the W of London, UK



We have wild boar`s living here in the Forest of Dean, Gloucestershire. I
have not seen them but have seen the damage they have done. Locals say
they are a common site but I would not walk or ride in the Forest but then
I am a coward :-)


I thought I was brave enough to see them in Germany as I really wanted to
see wild boar. But I was a coward too when I heard them approaching I
changed my mind about seeing them. I ran back to the house. I was such a
wimp but something kicks in to tell you not to do it.
I would have liked to have seen them, but not beside a pond a long way from
the house. From one of the towers.

Tina