Russ Toole
Senior Member
I couldn't stand not having any porker pics on this new forum, so I am posting two hogs I shot last month at Bond Swamp.
I shot a 45 pound male one day, and the next day shot a 185 lb sow. I had jumped a few others that I couldnt get a shot at. The 185 lber was bedded under a palmetto and as I walked next to it she bolted and after i changed my underwear I hit my deer grunt call and she stopped. She had not seen me, I only scared her from the sound of me walking. I ducked down as she was about 30 yards away, and she started feeding and coming back my way. She got about 20 yards and gave me a broadside shot, and my 100 gr. Muzzy passed right thru her chest. She ran another 30 yards and stood there getting woozy and looked like she would drop any second, but she just stood there looking sick. I decided to send another muzzy her way, and the second one ripped again thru her chest and took have her intestines out the exit hole. She dropped, game over.
It was a bigger job trying to get that dead weight into my pickup by myself, but got creative with a log i found and rolled her up. Easier said than done. Great two days of solo hunting. Muzzy fixed blades and my 14 year old mathews did the job.
I shot a 45 pound male one day, and the next day shot a 185 lb sow. I had jumped a few others that I couldnt get a shot at. The 185 lber was bedded under a palmetto and as I walked next to it she bolted and after i changed my underwear I hit my deer grunt call and she stopped. She had not seen me, I only scared her from the sound of me walking. I ducked down as she was about 30 yards away, and she started feeding and coming back my way. She got about 20 yards and gave me a broadside shot, and my 100 gr. Muzzy passed right thru her chest. She ran another 30 yards and stood there getting woozy and looked like she would drop any second, but she just stood there looking sick. I decided to send another muzzy her way, and the second one ripped again thru her chest and took have her intestines out the exit hole. She dropped, game over.
It was a bigger job trying to get that dead weight into my pickup by myself, but got creative with a log i found and rolled her up. Easier said than done. Great two days of solo hunting. Muzzy fixed blades and my 14 year old mathews did the job.