taking a break in between stalks....hit a hog at 157yds from a hill to a feeder. Sounded like a grenade hit him, lil curly shuffle or "the dying fartknocker" as a friend says. Very light breeze and half moon.. Didn't see anything till moon went down. Perfect thermal conditions. Lots of rooted up spots... Put out soured corn and jello. Getting ready for next round.... It's the golden hour ...4am. Expect to see some more pretty soon.
