I feel like I was touched by rgilbert, and not in that good Las Vegas way either. Things just did not go right. In the end, I got the critters, but it wasn't pretty.
Went to TBR outside Montague to hunt hogs. There was still a lone boar showing up and after I arrived, I checked a couple of cameras on the way to the stand and the lone boar had returned since I had hunted there a few days ago...at 3:30 am. I had arrived at 4:00 pm. Looked like it might be a long night, and it was.
For 8 hours I watched a steady stream of deer. If they weren't eating in the food plot, they were at the "turtle pond." A couple even bedded down about 100 yards north of me for a while. Of course there were plenty of rabbits flittering around and a lone skunk. Finally around midnight, they all disappeared and I decided it was time to stretch my legs and check the other feeders.
In the field next to one of the feeders and behind a line of trees, I saw movement with my FLIR spotting scope that was too big for a coon. I got my rifle up and tracked the coyote briefly and she just happened to stop. I took her at 60 yards through both shoulders.
I checked her out, got pics, and headed back to my stand. Much to my surprise, I spied a hog at the feeder as I made my approach. I took a knee and lined up my shot, forgetting to turn the video back on. I really need an idiot switch for that. Anyway, made my first shot at about 90 yards, a tad low, going through the elbow and grazing the belly of the boar. It faltered and then ran. I fired 4 more times, hitting it in the high shoulder, ham, and one Texas Heart Shot as it turned away from me. The ham shot apparently performed a partial penectomy as I later found said part on the ground. Satisfied I had done all I could do with shooting, I switched off the MDVR which then made the tone to start recording - at which point I said bad words and questioned my own maternal heritage.
I headed back up to the house to get the cart to start my search. I soon found the hog, only partially dead. For once, there was a blood trail that I could follow. So I attempted to dispatch it with a single shot and it went down, but got up again. I then had to repeat the process, tree limbs apparently having interfered with my shot. When I turned on the flashlight to fetch the hog, I then realized the crap I was trying to shoot through, but had not noticed on the thermal.
While I did not have to cut the hog out of the thickety-brush it was in, extraction was not easy as the area was laced with vines that kept snagging the hog as I tried to drag it out.
The hog taped at about 158 lbs.
Went to TBR outside Montague to hunt hogs. There was still a lone boar showing up and after I arrived, I checked a couple of cameras on the way to the stand and the lone boar had returned since I had hunted there a few days ago...at 3:30 am. I had arrived at 4:00 pm. Looked like it might be a long night, and it was.
For 8 hours I watched a steady stream of deer. If they weren't eating in the food plot, they were at the "turtle pond." A couple even bedded down about 100 yards north of me for a while. Of course there were plenty of rabbits flittering around and a lone skunk. Finally around midnight, they all disappeared and I decided it was time to stretch my legs and check the other feeders.
In the field next to one of the feeders and behind a line of trees, I saw movement with my FLIR spotting scope that was too big for a coon. I got my rifle up and tracked the coyote briefly and she just happened to stop. I took her at 60 yards through both shoulders.
I checked her out, got pics, and headed back to my stand. Much to my surprise, I spied a hog at the feeder as I made my approach. I took a knee and lined up my shot, forgetting to turn the video back on. I really need an idiot switch for that. Anyway, made my first shot at about 90 yards, a tad low, going through the elbow and grazing the belly of the boar. It faltered and then ran. I fired 4 more times, hitting it in the high shoulder, ham, and one Texas Heart Shot as it turned away from me. The ham shot apparently performed a partial penectomy as I later found said part on the ground. Satisfied I had done all I could do with shooting, I switched off the MDVR which then made the tone to start recording - at which point I said bad words and questioned my own maternal heritage.
I headed back up to the house to get the cart to start my search. I soon found the hog, only partially dead. For once, there was a blood trail that I could follow. So I attempted to dispatch it with a single shot and it went down, but got up again. I then had to repeat the process, tree limbs apparently having interfered with my shot. When I turned on the flashlight to fetch the hog, I then realized the crap I was trying to shoot through, but had not noticed on the thermal.
While I did not have to cut the hog out of the thickety-brush it was in, extraction was not easy as the area was laced with vines that kept snagging the hog as I tried to drag it out.
The hog taped at about 158 lbs.
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