TXCOONDOG
Highlands, Texas
I’ve been working 50-60 hours a week and decided to take the week off.
Anyway, Went to the Sam Houston National Forest (public land) where everybody and their brother hunts. In order to be successful, you have to hunt hogs in their bedding areas. These areas are thick brush, briars, and many times in backwaters. The best means of getting through this type of terrain is crawling on your hands to find them. Yes, sometimes for hours which is not for the weak at heart. Even at 48 soon to be 49, I like the challenge of stalk hunting in BS. Many times, you cannot see more than a few yards in front of you, but you can smell and hear them moving when you get close (thrill of the hunt).
This morning I came upon such an area, and I caught a glimpse of one at approximately 15 yards through the brush and I sent a suppressed 150 grain SST where the thump of the bullet confused the other hogs. After another 20 minutes passed the other hogs settled down, eased upon another unsuspecting hog and sent another SST. The thump brought the forest a live with the sound that I can only describe as a heard of elephants breaking timber in the opposite direction of the thud!
I was only able to recover one of the two, but I’m pleased with the performance of the Sabercat. The SST busted the brush and left a nice exit wound.
Here is a picture of the one I recovered along with the conditions I was hunting in.
Anyway, Went to the Sam Houston National Forest (public land) where everybody and their brother hunts. In order to be successful, you have to hunt hogs in their bedding areas. These areas are thick brush, briars, and many times in backwaters. The best means of getting through this type of terrain is crawling on your hands to find them. Yes, sometimes for hours which is not for the weak at heart. Even at 48 soon to be 49, I like the challenge of stalk hunting in BS. Many times, you cannot see more than a few yards in front of you, but you can smell and hear them moving when you get close (thrill of the hunt).
This morning I came upon such an area, and I caught a glimpse of one at approximately 15 yards through the brush and I sent a suppressed 150 grain SST where the thump of the bullet confused the other hogs. After another 20 minutes passed the other hogs settled down, eased upon another unsuspecting hog and sent another SST. The thump brought the forest a live with the sound that I can only describe as a heard of elephants breaking timber in the opposite direction of the thud!
I was only able to recover one of the two, but I’m pleased with the performance of the Sabercat. The SST busted the brush and left a nice exit wound.
Here is a picture of the one I recovered along with the conditions I was hunting in.
