My dad and another cowboy were working a ranch on top of La Veta pass in the 40s. One day they ran across a young boar and decided to rope it. The bear happened to be climbing down from a tree at the time. Then they took it to the corrals near our house. Dunno if the corrals or the house is still standing. I went through there several years ago and there were some quanset huts to the east of the house.
Mom wasnt too happy, didn't wanna cook it and made them let it go.