I was hiking Sycamore Canyon in Northern Arizona some years ago and heard a strange ‘snorting’ noise behind me near the creek.
I turned around and walked toward the sound and met a lone tall, skinny, wild pig with long protruding tusks. He was a lot taller and scarier looking than your average ‘cute’ javelina.
We took one look at each other and both ran in opposite directions. I never saw him again!
Maybe he’s still roaming Sycamore Canyon and telling the story about the time he met that scary human!
