Tim has sorted a boar hunt with Shanks. So he calls up and says something like "guns or knives?". And I'm thinking "well fark me dead with a pick-axe handle, if you think I'm going near a rabid-angry-tusky-toothy-firey-eyed pig then you got another thing coming!". But to put this into perspective... to get to Shanks's place you have to travel approximately 3 hours, firstly on State Highway 1 through Mercer etc (deathhhhhh trap), then along windey backroads around the Tron to Otorohonga, then onto State Highway 3 and down to Waitomo turn off. Now Waitomo is a big tourist centre - the place crawls with buses (hard to stop), asians in tourist vans (FARKKK!!!) and other touristy types who don't get that NZ roads aren't designed with safety of road users in mind.
The point is that you are infinitely more likely to perish on the road than by the tusks of a boar, so we really should keep this in mind before psyching ourselves out about a pig attack.
Even so, I'm taking the gun option. Buwwaarck, buk buk buk (chicken noises - but I'm still alive!)
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