Back in the 70's,myself,my brother,and a friend were on some uninhabited(at the time) island in the Savannah,Ga shipping channel.It had some hogs.The cenral part of the island was tall grass and wild tomatoes,but the edges were thick bush.The hogs had tunnels through the bushes.So I am crawling through this bush tunnel with my AR-180 thinking this must be the way you do this when it occurred to me the hog might be there,but he might be behind me.Vulnerable might be the word I'm looking for.I reconsidered my tactics.Never got a hog.Made a spam and pineapple kebab over driftwood coals on the beach,found petrified sharks teeth.Grret time.