grtwythunter
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I was able to get my son a pig tag with my Explorer pass this year hoping to help him get his first big game animal. We have been on hogs almost every trip, but he was trying to hold out for an odd colored hog or a monster. He's had a few chances at spotted hogs, but I didn't feel comfortable about the shot and made him pass on a few.
After joining Jesse's gang at the Ham Slam last weekend, he had a full blown case of hog fever. Saturday morning we headed into an area we had seen hogs the previous weekend with hopes they would be back. After glassing a few hours and only spotting one cow elk we decided to try elsewhere. As we were pulling into an area I know holds alot of hogs, I spotted one feeding in the clearing. We bailed out and moved in a bit closer but just couldn't close the distance anymore because of the terrain. I glassed for piglets and Cody set up for the shot. I knew up front and warned him that it would be hell to get it out, but he was set on this hog. I told him to aim mid chest, behind the shoulder and take the shot when he got settled. I watched through the binoculars for what seemed like an eternity before his .270 barked. I heard a loud thump, followed by a squeal. The hog dashed for cover then cut back across the clearing. As he hit the edge of the brush, we saw him start the death flop. Cody and I made a mad dash for the spot and when we arrived were greeted by a very good blood trail heading straight down the canyon. Moving slowly we followed the trail. As we hit the bottom of the canyon I spotted his snout sticking out from behind a tree. We high fived and rushed down to find a really neat little hog.
Cody got a lesson in gutting(he's watched me quite a few times)and did a really good job. Then he got a real lesson in Tejon hell-holes. It was probably only 300 yards to the road, but up about a 45 degree incline and absolutely no traction. We were able to use rope and my truck for the last 100 yards or so which made things a bit easier.
I was curious about the distance of the shot so on the way out we stopped and ranged it at 276 yards. I let out a little smirk and knew that he had made a pretty dam'n good shot. We've spent alot of time at the range over the past few years and it paid off. I couldn't be prouder. He hit the scales today at 81lbs
After joining Jesse's gang at the Ham Slam last weekend, he had a full blown case of hog fever. Saturday morning we headed into an area we had seen hogs the previous weekend with hopes they would be back. After glassing a few hours and only spotting one cow elk we decided to try elsewhere. As we were pulling into an area I know holds alot of hogs, I spotted one feeding in the clearing. We bailed out and moved in a bit closer but just couldn't close the distance anymore because of the terrain. I glassed for piglets and Cody set up for the shot. I knew up front and warned him that it would be hell to get it out, but he was set on this hog. I told him to aim mid chest, behind the shoulder and take the shot when he got settled. I watched through the binoculars for what seemed like an eternity before his .270 barked. I heard a loud thump, followed by a squeal. The hog dashed for cover then cut back across the clearing. As he hit the edge of the brush, we saw him start the death flop. Cody and I made a mad dash for the spot and when we arrived were greeted by a very good blood trail heading straight down the canyon. Moving slowly we followed the trail. As we hit the bottom of the canyon I spotted his snout sticking out from behind a tree. We high fived and rushed down to find a really neat little hog.
Cody got a lesson in gutting(he's watched me quite a few times)and did a really good job. Then he got a real lesson in Tejon hell-holes. It was probably only 300 yards to the road, but up about a 45 degree incline and absolutely no traction. We were able to use rope and my truck for the last 100 yards or so which made things a bit easier.
I was curious about the distance of the shot so on the way out we stopped and ranged it at 276 yards. I let out a little smirk and knew that he had made a pretty dam'n good shot. We've spent alot of time at the range over the past few years and it paid off. I couldn't be prouder. He hit the scales today at 81lbs