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Last Sunday I had a little time to check up on a feeder, and reset a game camera. About 300 yards from the feeder is a draw that has a low spot before it dumps into the tree line of the hay-field. The low spot holds water for several days after a rain. I've often thought it would be nice to setup a feeder and game camera, however this back field often floods when we get heavy rain.
I had extra time to poke around a bit and decided to take a closer look at the low spot with water. Yep got me a good sized hog track that had been left the night before on the edge of the water.
Over the last two years I've seen fewer and fewer hogs in this back hay field. I decided to take a chance and setup a temp bait sight and plant a covert camera.
Nothing Sunday night, nothing Monday night. I was wondering if I had switched the camera to the "ON" position. Then Tuesday night a boar showed up after midnight and stuck around for 3 hours.
Upon inspection Wednesday afternoon he left much of the corn on the ground and spent most of his time rooting around the waters edge. I'm not sure what for but it was tore up bad. I decided to move the camera in 5 ft, and headed for the house.
I had high hopes Thursday morning to discover there were no pictures on my phone. I've seen this before. You just cant count on hogs to be predictable.
After a long day at work I was settled into my new hand me down easy chair watching a DVD when the phone "Dinged" at 9:30. Yep there he is. I sprung into action, and was changed into camo and out the door gun in hand within minutes.
I stopped the truck about 400 yards short and well out of sight of the bait sight. Due to the roll of the terrain, and drop into the draw I knew I wouldn't have eyes on him till I was about 100 yards away.
With the scope now on, I lifted the riffle to take a peak, and to my surprise it was a whole sounder. I stalked in 15 give or take yards more and setup the tripod. Boom one down, the rest bolted into the treeline only 15 yards away.
I simply ran my knife down his spine to open him up for the buzzards, and re-positioned the covert camera on him to see if any yotes would show up.
Back in my easy chair Friday night the phone "Dinged" again at 8pm. It couldn't be! The pic looked a lot like the head of a Sow right on the edge of the camera. OK OK here we go again.
Once again I stop the truck 400 yards short, and begin my stalk. Once inside 100 yards I take a peak. Nothing, but 300 yards to the east is a bunch of live creatures. With the wind in my face, I swing around and stalk towards them. At about 150 yards the larger hogs are back in the brush line rooting around. At this point I can hear them grunting. Three shotes are still in the hay field. I stalk in a bit closer. Wait, watch and stalk in another 10 yards. Its painful to hear them grunting, and the snaps from brush breaking while they are rooting around. Then all of a sudden one sow pops here head out into the hay field. Within seconds two more come out.
Its clear they are on alert, I take aim at the first sow and pull the trigger.
She's Down! The others jump, then freeze. Ya, she was the Lead sow! Within 4 or 5 more shots 2 more sows were on the ground, and I dumped the rest of the mag on the shotes running around in circles.
Four more are lined up for the Buzzards and Coyotes!
Back to work Saturday morning, I had high hopes of an easy day, and with the rain that was suppose to hit at 1 pm It looked like I might be able to get off early for the weekend. With instructions from the boss I had a few things to attend to in the morning. My first stop was at the dairy.
Once on sight I decided to take a peek at the small live trap that had been set under the cube silo. Its a shote! LOL any bigger and he wouldn't have been able to get into the trap but there he was. Bonus! My first trapped hog!
Long story short the day ended up being long and hard. I was soaked from working in the rain, and by 3 pm didnt want to mess with processing the small hog.
I called a friend and asked if he wanted it. He said he would head right over. By 5 pm I had my 9mm in hand, and we started moving the cage away from the cement slab for a safe dispatch shot. Of course the shote went ballistic in the process, and managed without me noticing to nudge his nose in the back door and get the trap open.
With cows all around, I couldn't just start shooting, and we simply watched the shote run 20 yards into the brush at the river's edge. Damm. Props to Dan! Those little buggers are quick!
I had extra time to poke around a bit and decided to take a closer look at the low spot with water. Yep got me a good sized hog track that had been left the night before on the edge of the water.
Over the last two years I've seen fewer and fewer hogs in this back hay field. I decided to take a chance and setup a temp bait sight and plant a covert camera.
Nothing Sunday night, nothing Monday night. I was wondering if I had switched the camera to the "ON" position. Then Tuesday night a boar showed up after midnight and stuck around for 3 hours.
Upon inspection Wednesday afternoon he left much of the corn on the ground and spent most of his time rooting around the waters edge. I'm not sure what for but it was tore up bad. I decided to move the camera in 5 ft, and headed for the house.
I had high hopes Thursday morning to discover there were no pictures on my phone. I've seen this before. You just cant count on hogs to be predictable.
After a long day at work I was settled into my new hand me down easy chair watching a DVD when the phone "Dinged" at 9:30. Yep there he is. I sprung into action, and was changed into camo and out the door gun in hand within minutes.
I stopped the truck about 400 yards short and well out of sight of the bait sight. Due to the roll of the terrain, and drop into the draw I knew I wouldn't have eyes on him till I was about 100 yards away.
With the scope now on, I lifted the riffle to take a peak, and to my surprise it was a whole sounder. I stalked in 15 give or take yards more and setup the tripod. Boom one down, the rest bolted into the treeline only 15 yards away.
I simply ran my knife down his spine to open him up for the buzzards, and re-positioned the covert camera on him to see if any yotes would show up.
Back in my easy chair Friday night the phone "Dinged" again at 8pm. It couldn't be! The pic looked a lot like the head of a Sow right on the edge of the camera. OK OK here we go again.
Once again I stop the truck 400 yards short, and begin my stalk. Once inside 100 yards I take a peak. Nothing, but 300 yards to the east is a bunch of live creatures. With the wind in my face, I swing around and stalk towards them. At about 150 yards the larger hogs are back in the brush line rooting around. At this point I can hear them grunting. Three shotes are still in the hay field. I stalk in a bit closer. Wait, watch and stalk in another 10 yards. Its painful to hear them grunting, and the snaps from brush breaking while they are rooting around. Then all of a sudden one sow pops here head out into the hay field. Within seconds two more come out.
Its clear they are on alert, I take aim at the first sow and pull the trigger.
She's Down! The others jump, then freeze. Ya, she was the Lead sow! Within 4 or 5 more shots 2 more sows were on the ground, and I dumped the rest of the mag on the shotes running around in circles.
Four more are lined up for the Buzzards and Coyotes!
Back to work Saturday morning, I had high hopes of an easy day, and with the rain that was suppose to hit at 1 pm It looked like I might be able to get off early for the weekend. With instructions from the boss I had a few things to attend to in the morning. My first stop was at the dairy.
Once on sight I decided to take a peek at the small live trap that had been set under the cube silo. Its a shote! LOL any bigger and he wouldn't have been able to get into the trap but there he was. Bonus! My first trapped hog!
Long story short the day ended up being long and hard. I was soaked from working in the rain, and by 3 pm didnt want to mess with processing the small hog.
I called a friend and asked if he wanted it. He said he would head right over. By 5 pm I had my 9mm in hand, and we started moving the cage away from the cement slab for a safe dispatch shot. Of course the shote went ballistic in the process, and managed without me noticing to nudge his nose in the back door and get the trap open.
With cows all around, I couldn't just start shooting, and we simply watched the shote run 20 yards into the brush at the river's edge. Damm. Props to Dan! Those little buggers are quick!
