A.S. scores yet again

[Wogg]

congrats gang, how bout some pics!!!

 

[Lurediver]

1st offical photo from the hunt!

 

[Kentuck]

LD

That's a good one. Hey wait a minute. I think I resemb... uuhh recognize one of them! HA!

Kentuck

 

[baboltin]

lets see some pics!!

 

[Lurediver]

Kinda of hard to get pictures when everyone is hunting down there and there is no internet access!

 

[THE ROMAN ARCHER]

congrats to all of you hunters, and i hope to share the same success soon.

............tra

 

[SacFireJT]

AS= "prostaff"

 

[Arrowslinger]

In all my trips to Choppers.....this is by far the most hogs i've seen and one of my best hunts to date.
I'll post up some stories later.

Oh yeah, Jesse now goes by "dozer"...he'll tell ya why.

 

[bubba]

I must agree with AS, just getting up on that monster was priceless...more to come waiting for some pics...

 

[Arrowslinger]

Bubba damn near whacked a monster boar....and i got to watch it all from 100 yards away.

 

[Speckmisser]

Anybody get the oreo pig?

 

[Rancho Loco]

Heheheh....It's Phil's pet now.

 

[Arrowslinger]

Unfortunately NO...i glassed that area pretty good Friday afternoon trying to locate the hog for Zimm. One of Chop's buddy's had'em close a couple times over the weekend, but the wind down the there kept swirling and he couldn't get close'nough to shoot. Rumor has it he's 'bout 170 w/ some real nice cutters.

 

[Speckmisser]

As much as I watched him last time, he ought to be a pet. Hell, I even asked Chopper if the neighbor had a tame pig out there. But no, I don't have a burning desire to stick an arrow in any of my pets... and I'd DEARLY love to get a 140gr Magnus into the side of this sucker.

I didn't get a good look at his cutters, but he definitely seemed pretty dominant. The only hog I saw go near him was a big, wet sow... everything else stayed clear of him.

Cool that he's still a-roaming. But if someone gets him, I gotta have pictures.

 

[Franklin3]

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

cmon post it up!



It's not the same as when Speckmisser leads us around with his tales from the field so just post up already.
So Bubba shot a big hog under the bulldozer! We got that part.
And the Oreo still lives but AS painted a sign on him that reads. Property of Speckmisser do not touch.
Then Orso whacked and stacked one with a piece of wood and a string...
Cmon men Salmon season is next weekend and I gotta fix the lights on my trailer.

 

[PIGIG]

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Franklin3 @ Mar 27 2006, 09:02 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}></div>

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

cmon post it up!



It's not the same as when Speckmisser leads us around with his tales from the field so just post up already.[/b]

you just had to give him a idea

 

[bubba]

Ok, here's my story....pics will come later

BTW: Oreo pig in question is still out there, but i think i got his son....

Also, the Jesse/Dozer reference was to Jesse (SPectre17) not me. I'll let him tell that story...

Anyways, I get to the ranch later than I wanted (State Inspection that day at my facility, damn gooberment). I arrive to learn there are two pigs hanging already (alrighty, this is going to be a great weekend). I hunted the first evening there in the spot where I arrowed my last 3+ incher 3/4 weeks ago (BTW: that my second trophy pig up there). I checked all all the rootings spots and trails to find that there were no fresh of anything going on. That crusty effect you get with the rain was unbroken. No fresh usage of trails or anything. So I get back to cabin contemplating where I would be hunting next.

The next morning was a late start. It was already blue light when I jumped out of bed. Everyone slept in, so me and Kirk hurried gettign ready and head out. We were going to hunt the homestead. On the way there, we run into 2 pigs sidehilling towards the Jamison near the Red gate after the AT&T tower (sorry for those of you who haven't been there, but those of you who have can picture all this, in other words, if ya want a mental picture, get yourself over there to Choppers for some Wild Hog Adventuring, yes, its an adventure). They are not much of in a hurry, so I drop off Kirk and I drive down the road to try and cut them off. We hiked it up and over that hill and no sign of them. We blew about an hour or so, so our original plan was pretty much shot in regards to getting to our original spot. So we plan to make our way back to the cabin the long way and take the scenic route. We end up at Rock Springs. On our way down, Kirk tells me to stop and he glasses Twin Oaks, the dozer cut had some black object in the middle (yup, its a pig: 8:10 am) We drive down there as fast as we could, I drop off Kirk at bottom of Twin Oaks ridge and I drive around to top. AS I make my way to the twin oaks, I glass the saddle to the left and see a pig behind a bush at 200 yards. Wind is in my face, im off. I make my way down and have to stop every now and then to keep my heart from racing. As I get closer, I notice the protrusing of his tuskers (man, they are huge). I ge to within 20 yards, he's behind the bush, I start to draw, and he walks out, BUSTED!!! Damn, such a nice pig, he runs into the chemise not to far away, I can see his progression through the stuff, he stop sin there somewhere and snorts at me. I beleive Kirk can expand on this part. I did not know at the time, but this was the pig we saw from miles away and Kirk was on him also.

After that excitement, I was stoked about the rest of the weekend. Friday night I hunt the spot where Orso got his pig. It was one of those sit and wait hunts watching a well used trail. ABout ten minutes till shoot time is over, I get up to hut back towards my truck. Two steps after getting up, I spook 2 very large pigs that were making their way towards me from BEHIND...Arghhh, I should have scanned behind me before procedding. It would have been a 30 yard shot if they didnt notice me (IF I notied them of course). Back to the cabin with another close encounter. Dinner was enjoyable and exciting that evening...

Saturday morning, the rains came down, and they came down hard...I waded my way back to thte cabin. The rains let off in the afternoon, enough to give us hope for an evening hunt. I decided to head back to the canyon west of WIlbur ridge below the cabin. Thought I would give it another try. I hunted going down the canyon again zigzagging as I did the first evening. Again, I was discouraged by the lack fo sign and usage of the trails. I make it down to the Y the red trough and decide to walk towards the Jamison. I get to the tuen off to Jacks canyon and stay there a while enjoying the cool early evening. I decid eto head back and hunt the canyon back to my truck. I get about half way up (about 50 yards above where I got my last one), and after a pretty good grade, I am trying to catch my breath, I breath a bit to loud, loud enough to startle a pig about 20 off the road to my right. He turns around and trotts off, huffing and snorting. I sit there in amazement at a lost opportunity, I feel sick to my stomach when I notice movement about 30 yards ahead. There's another pig about 10 yards off the road to the right. He's behind a bush rooting and I draw without hesitation. He come out but turns around sudenly and back behind bush. I'm at full draw for about 30 seconds when the pig (i think this is what he thought) realizes his buddy isnt there. H ebegins to trott off in the direction the other went. As son as he clears, I release. I hear a loud crack as if my arrow hit a log or tree. I also notice the red spot on the pig. Yes!! and yes, it was near the hip. and yes, i am a charter memeber of the ASC associatoin(Kirk, AS, founder and president). Well, I make a beeline to the spot adn find my arrow with blood all along the length. I run to the spot where I thought he went (its getting darker by the minute) and don't see any blood. I start to worry if I don't find him, it might rain and wash away all blood sign. So, I take a dep breath adn go back to the spot. Well, in my haste, I took the worng turn, the oug veered to the left. I walk about 30 yards from he was hit and find him pilled up. Turn out to be a nice little boar, we estimeated at about 100 pounds. He was black with a white ring encircling his vitals. Hence, Oreo's son.

Oros has the pics, I 'll post ASAP, if he doesn't do it before.

BTW: 1/4" tusk, shooting Mathews LX, 65#, Magnus Stinger Broadhead (125grain)

Stingers are impressive. Again, Femoral artery shot, didnt go more than 30 yards. 40 Yards dag over flat ground to the road. Orso, thanks for coming down and helping me get him in the truck. I was beat by that time and needed the help. All said and down with out 1 minutes worth of light left...

 

[Speckmisser]

Way to go, Bubba!

I think Oreo has been a busy boy. Black and white babies all over that ranch.

Dang... can't wait 'til my next trip.

Just curious though... did anybody mess with the turkeys?

 

[Lurediver]

Nice story Bubba, sounds like you guys were into some hogs this weekend!

Let's hear about Zimm's hog now!

 

[Franklin3]

Way to go Bubba. That's good hike you went on with great results.
Cant wait to see the pics and read everyone elses stories.
I hope the hogs get even thicker in the next couple weeks. if Im gonna get one with my bow Im gonna need a truck load of hogasses to shoot at.