hambone76
Senior Member
It was a little bit disheartening to exit my warm and dry truck the other morning to walk out into a steady downpour of rain. Thank goodness for Frog Togs!
“You can’t kill them from the couch” is what I kept telling myself as I trudged along. Work has kept me very busy lately, so I was taking advantage of any day that I had time to be outdoors.
I’m slipping along, about 4 miles covered and a good bit of sign found, but I haven’t seen anything aside from deer so far. All of my predator calling sequences were uneventful, most likely attributed to the fowl weather.
A good while later, I finally caught a glimpse of something. It was a pig coming down the ridge, then another and another. A sounder of 2 decent sized sows and 6 little pigs were feeding along out in front and crosswind of me. I eased up to the nearest tree and now had them at about 65 yards, all of them unbeknownst to my presence.
The wind must’ve swirled a little as I saw the lead sow pick her head up and check the wind. I put the red dot behind her ear and sent a Barnes TSX downrange. She dropped upon the crack of the rifle and the remaining pigs scattered. I picked the other sow up in my red dot as she retreated for the pines and put a couple rounds in her at about 100 yards. Once she fell, I turned my attention to the rest of them. All in all, 8 pigs down out of an 8 pig sounder.
After a lot of work, I got them all quartered or skinned, loaded on my pack frame and hiked on back to the truck.
“You can’t kill them from the couch” is what I kept telling myself as I trudged along. Work has kept me very busy lately, so I was taking advantage of any day that I had time to be outdoors.
I’m slipping along, about 4 miles covered and a good bit of sign found, but I haven’t seen anything aside from deer so far. All of my predator calling sequences were uneventful, most likely attributed to the fowl weather.
A good while later, I finally caught a glimpse of something. It was a pig coming down the ridge, then another and another. A sounder of 2 decent sized sows and 6 little pigs were feeding along out in front and crosswind of me. I eased up to the nearest tree and now had them at about 65 yards, all of them unbeknownst to my presence.
The wind must’ve swirled a little as I saw the lead sow pick her head up and check the wind. I put the red dot behind her ear and sent a Barnes TSX downrange. She dropped upon the crack of the rifle and the remaining pigs scattered. I picked the other sow up in my red dot as she retreated for the pines and put a couple rounds in her at about 100 yards. Once she fell, I turned my attention to the rest of them. All in all, 8 pigs down out of an 8 pig sounder.
After a lot of work, I got them all quartered or skinned, loaded on my pack frame and hiked on back to the truck.
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