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khiramablog · 7 months ago

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I remember an incident from my youth that happened to my friend Taras. He was an avid hunter. It happened when once again he went boar hunting. It was foggy in the morning and after the sun had risen, the fog had yet to lift. As he crossed over the mountain above the farm, he saw a herd of boars emerge from the mist. It was a whole family, perhaps even several. Taras could not believe his eyes, such luck, for he had a whole herd of boars in front of his eyes. He aimed and shot at the biggest of them. They were startled and ran away across the ravine behind the neighboring hill. The big boar limped after them, trying to keep up.

Taras was upset that he was left without prey and the next day he went hunting again. He was curious to know what happened to the wounded boar, he had a real thirst for the hunter, and he wanted to find and kill that boar. Apparently, the boar was the leader of their herd or the head of the family.

Our hunter left the place of yesterday's hunting behind and descended into the ravine and suddenly, a loud grunt broke the silence. A wounded boar, as if nature's vengeance itself, rushed at him. Taras had no time to do anything, there was no time to point the gun.

Fortunately, there was a bush a little more than a man's height nearby, and he had time to bounce behind it. The boar missed but quickly turned in his direction. At that time Taras took the bush by its trunk, bent it downwards, and tried to direct the top of the bush towards the boar to defend himself.

The beast, having missed, did not relent, and in a frantic rush broke through the green defense, wounding Taras with a fang on his thigh. He tried to keep his hands on the bush so that he had something to defend himself against the frenzied beast. It was of little use. The boar kept up with him and gave him more and more blows on his legs and thighs until Taras fell down.

He fell and screamed in pain. Fortunately, the shepherd, who was tending cows nearby, came running to the screams, and the boar was gone.

The shepherd called for help and the hunter was rushed to the hospital. He lost a lot of blood and had his legs stitched.

It is not uncommon for hunters to accidentally injure each other or worse. In the hustle and bustle and poor visibility, when it is dusk or fog, it is hard to distinguish behind the bushes where the animal is and where your mate is.

To protect yourself from possible financial costs, it is necessary to take out a policy of compulsory insurance of liability of the owner of the weapon to third parties.

#страховка #shiny hunting #insurance

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