Two boars crossed the road 70 - 80 meters in front of me... and disappeared in the forest. I stopped. Fear took over. Cars stopped the rest of the pack from crossing. I thought the 2 boars had moved on, unaware they were waiting for the rest of the pack. This is a middle of nowhere road, it's unusual for those cars to pass. I carried on walking...When I got to the point of their crossing they made warning sounds at me... I carried on walking calmly but saying to myself ' as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...
If...they would of attacked, no one would ever have known what happened to me, except for possibly finding a large bloodstain. I was very lucky.
Since then I hate pigs with a Passion