Gotta love it. The owner of TBR texted with a message full of profanity. Sometimes before I come out, he sends me a note, letting me know what they have been seeing and maybe suggesting where I should hunt. These are brief notes without profanity. This was very different. After a couple of exchanges, he just called me...
He was drinking coffee and his wife who was out in the yard knocked on the window and made a pig face and then pointed at the pasture. He grabbed the binos and saw some hogs, one large one. "Okay," he thought, "Brian will be here tonight." Then he saw the big hog dip its head and fling a large wet clod and grass into the air. Well that won't do at all. In the few minutes it too him to get on clothes, get the rifle out of the safe, etc., the hog had rooted up nearly 300 sq ft of hay pasture. Other hogs had rooted numerous smaller areas. Everything is soft and wet with 2" of rain between yesterday and this morning.
The first shot (155 gr. .308 hunting round of some sort) hit behind the shoulder and the hog dropped into a hole it had dug for itself and started doing the hobo shuffle dirt dance. Then it "just popped up and took off running." The two chasing shots that followed did not hit the hog and it made it into the creek bottom, down in the chest high horsetail grass. Not much chance for recovery even if found because of all the mud.
It was reportedly one of several hogs that were there. So I will be out tonight, hoping to see some of the rest of them. Haven't seen a hog in a month, so this might be a decent opportunity.
He was drinking coffee and his wife who was out in the yard knocked on the window and made a pig face and then pointed at the pasture. He grabbed the binos and saw some hogs, one large one. "Okay," he thought, "Brian will be here tonight." Then he saw the big hog dip its head and fling a large wet clod and grass into the air. Well that won't do at all. In the few minutes it too him to get on clothes, get the rifle out of the safe, etc., the hog had rooted up nearly 300 sq ft of hay pasture. Other hogs had rooted numerous smaller areas. Everything is soft and wet with 2" of rain between yesterday and this morning.
The first shot (155 gr. .308 hunting round of some sort) hit behind the shoulder and the hog dropped into a hole it had dug for itself and started doing the hobo shuffle dirt dance. Then it "just popped up and took off running." The two chasing shots that followed did not hit the hog and it made it into the creek bottom, down in the chest high horsetail grass. Not much chance for recovery even if found because of all the mud.
It was reportedly one of several hogs that were there. So I will be out tonight, hoping to see some of the rest of them. Haven't seen a hog in a month, so this might be a decent opportunity.
