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I have got to make the next trip. You guys have a ton of fun.
Great job.
Great job.
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I guess I'll tell the story even though I'd rather keep it to myself. We set up camp and headed off to look at our honey hole in the heat of the day. We figured we'd find some in the shaded areas and were hoping for another successful Friday as we had 5 tags to fill. Went into the "Squirrel" area and started glassing our honey hole. We didn't find much moving in the heat of the day so we figured we'd look at a few other areas and head back closer to 1800 hours.
We drove up Bear Trap and then took Tunis over to the area of Speckmisser Ridge. We were suprised not to see anyone in the area so we went to the other side and started glassing from across the ridge. We saw some pigs heading up so we high tailed it back to the other side of the ridge and started walking down. We hit the finger ridge and spotted a nice sow heading up at approximately 300 yards away. She was a nice one, but she was near the top of the ridge and we saw a group of pigs closer to us.
We watched a few roasters (30-50 pounders) milling around the next ridge over and contemplated on doing a simultaneous shot at one of the lil guys and the sow 2 ridges over. We decided that the lil guys were too small and didn't want to spook anything else on the further shot so we waited. A few minutes later a nice black sow emerged into the picture where the lil guys were and my buddy Derek got the go ahead. This was Derek's first hunt other then quail and we didn't get a chance to dial in his rifle like we wanted to so he borrowed mine. He took a 165 yard shot and looked to go just over the shoulder and the pigs started to scramble. We decided to hike back towards the car and ran into Phil and his group. They walked down the same finger we came from and both scored hogs just before sunset.
We hiked back towards the car and when we almost made it decided to stay in the area rather then hit somewhere else with little daylight left. Kenny's dad decided to go back to the truck and relax while we worked down a ridge that gave us a decent view of numerous finger ridges. Not long after we sat down Kenny saw a few pigs run outta the thick stuff and over one of the finger ridges. We met up with him and sure enough two nice sows and numerous 50-60 pounders began working there way back towards our direction and into the thick stuff. We tried to do the famous countdown and we couldn't get a good view of both at the same time. We ended up getting up and down and moving like a hot potatoe contest until we finally both had a shot. On three we both pulled the trigger, Kenny missed (Just high) and I got a click. After Derek shot my gun the gun didn't cycle another round out of the mag. Luckily, all the pigs froze (Other then Kenny's) and I was able to load and fire off a shot. After reviewing the video, my shot went between his ears and just above the noggen. The shot was in the 275-300 yards range, definately doable but unfortunately too high once again.
We headed back to the truck and was informed by Kenny's dad that all we should have done was stayed at the truck. While he was releaxing in the cab of the truck a nice boar walked right behind the tailgate and into the area we were hunting. He caught it in the passenger side mirror and by the time he grabbed his rifle and got out of the truck it was long gone.
We headed back to camp and had a good dinner and hit the beds early. Woke up at 0415 and headed up to "Squirrel" around 0500. On the way there we had two nice sows crossing in front of us. We got out of the truck and found one of the sows laying down in the tall grass. My dad fired first and the boar went trotting away. I took a shot and my dad followed with a third. The sow continued up the hill into some thick brush. We couldn't find a blood trail and couldn't believe that we didn't hit the mark. We continued to our honey hole and began glassing.
We immediately found a big boar working his way down hill below us at about 1000 yards. We were getting ready to commit to the trechorous hike when he started sprinting away at something. There was no way he winded us as the wind was in our face. Not long after we observed some pigs making there way towards their beds on the opposite ridge. This is the same area where we shot our pigs last Feb. We decided to bypass on the hike and drive to the top of that ridge and work our way down to them. We found the area where we wanted to be and started our way down. While approaching, Derek and I heard a loud noise and saw four legs running down a ravine. We couldn't make out the species but two minutes later we saw a huge boar running in the same direction. Not long after the wind shifted on us and we saw 4-6 nice pigs along with a train of piglets and roasters running across the hillside approximately 250-300 yards below us. We got busted by a group that we weren't aware of that ultimately spooked the group we were headed for. We went back to the truck and continued down the road to see where it lead. Not 3 minutes later we saw a nice group (4-5 big sows & 6-8 50 pounders) two ridges over, but they had purpose and we didn't have a shot. We did some sight seeing and then went to the area where we shot at the sow early in the morning. Sure enough the sow had run approximately 40 feet from where she was shot and piled up against a tree. We couldn't see here that morning with the shade and lack of sun but she was there and luckily nice and cool. We used the hitch skinng rack and it worked great. We were back at camp and decided to dump our carcass and the one some A$$)(*& left in camp from the may 8-10 hunt. After almost blowing chunks after dumping that nasty smelling thing we relaxed and BS'd at camp. We watched the white trash olympics going on across camp (Some Spring Access campers that couldn't hold their liquor or bowels-Just ask Jesse and Phil) and then got ready for the next hunt.
We contemplated on going to Speckmisser ridge but after seeing how many people were gonna be set up there we decided to go back to our honey hole. We glasses from the usual spot and didn't see much but knew they would be there. We decided to head over to where we busted them the same morning. I followed Derek in his truck and my dad and I decided to break off and check a freshly bladed road to see if we could stay high and to the south of where Derek, Kenny and his dad (Dave) were going. Unfortunately the road we took took me down and further away from where I wanted to be. We took some steeper trails and while in 4-Hi, I was getting a very nasty metal on metal sound from my front driveshaft/differential area. We glassed that area for a while and decided to get out of the area before something snapped. The sound kept getting worse and I was stressing that I was gonna break so we decided on pulling over and taking a thorough look. The nuts on the shackles that hold the U-joints in were extremely loose, so we tightened them and hoped maybe that was the source. I walked out into the field to try to determine a 2 wheel drive friendly trail and observed a lone hog making his way up towards the road we had just crossed. I grabbed my gear and sprinted down the road hoping to intercept the pig at the top. I set up at 116 yards and was already deciding on what pose I was gonna take once he's down. Sure enough the hog peaked the hill and crossed where I expected but was walking a little more away from me then I wanted. I set up, breathed, and my rifle barked out. My dad informed me I was just above him (3X now w/ this rifle) and then worked the bolt and set up for a second shot. I lined up on him and aimed low and squeezed the trigger and click! Once again the action didn't pick up a round. We fumble f?&*^$ trying to get a round up by hand and into the chamber but he was gone. I couldn't believe that I missed and once again the damn thing was not functioning properly. I shot my rifle numerous times Monday while at training and was killing it. I even let half my team fire the gun for their first time and they were also dead on. Unfortunately, I didn't have any copper that day and was shooting gold ole lead. I have a bad feeling that my rifle wasn't firing the copper like I wanted it to and is my only excuse for missing so badly.
We luckily made it down and decided to try another area where its 2-wheel drive friendly. We got to the top and were lucky enough to watch Derek and Kenny putting a stalk on some pigs 3 ridges over. As they set up at the top of the ridge we saw a huge boar take off and then quite a few others running across the ridge in front of them. We heard numerous shots and thought we heard the infamous thwack and squeal but didn't see anything go down. Unfortunately, the wind shifted just before they were ready to fire and winded them and they had tough 250 yard running shots. We checked the area the next day for blood or a pig w/ no luck. We later found out that they had a stalk on a big boar and some other pigs at the honey hole, but couldn't cash out.
The next morning we headed back to our honey hole and Kenny saw what we thought was a boar working his way down the mountain. We started charging down the dreaded ridge, while his dad was taking care of business up top. Kenny and I set up on a nice dead log and had a 120 yard shot on the hog. I let Kenny take the first shot and told him I'd follow-up if he missed. He didn't miss and the pig took a ten yard jaunt and then rolled down into some trees. We looked back after the shot and saw a nice boar working his way down a bowl abve us and approximately 900 yards away. Derek and I began working our way in that direction. We heard a shot and saw the pig dissapear into the trees. We continued in that direction as another boar was working his way down a ridge to our left. Unfortunately, some Elk spooked in that direction and both pigs moved out in the opposite direction. We went back to Kenny and helped with his pig. We dragged the sow down into the shade and field dressed her before the drag. We had to drag her quite a ways up a steep draw, but once we got her to the top, we dragged her down and it had to be the easiest 45 minute recovery I can remember. Back in the truck and back to camp around 0945. Unfortunately, my kids softball tournament and the new 1200 no hunting rule cut the hunt short because I think we could have filled out another tag or two in the evening.
It was a great trip, with the most shot opportunities we've had yet and most pig shot opportunities for our group. My buddy Derek got his truck dirty, his boots broken in and had a few shots on hogs. Thanks to Phil for putting it together and Jesse for the t-shirt. Had a good time hanging out with the guys and seeing dad's taking there sons out in the field. I remember being that age and getting out and sure do miss the ease of climbing the hills at that age. I need to get to the range and compare the difference between the lead I practiced w/ and the damn coppers that I used. I planned on doing that, but Turner's in my area hasn't had copper for my caliber in months. I used the ammo my dad brought and unfortunately it shot a hell of a lot different then what I shot Monday. Shame on me, but that's the breaks. Now I'll be waiting till next year and hoping the ranch doesn't close hunting down by then. I also wanted to get a shout out to the rednecks in the camper that got kicked off the ranch and the Sierra Club looking group that gave us the stink eye as we drove by in the camo attire and outdoorsmen vehicle. Wasn't expecting to see a group like that walking Bear Trap road in my life time, but times they are a changin! Sorry for the long winded post, but everyone else figures i'm gonna do it for them.
We drove up Bear Trap and then took Tunis over to the area of Speckmisser Ridge. We were suprised not to see anyone in the area so we went to the other side and started glassing from across the ridge. We saw some pigs heading up so we high tailed it back to the other side of the ridge and started walking down. We hit the finger ridge and spotted a nice sow heading up at approximately 300 yards away. She was a nice one, but she was near the top of the ridge and we saw a group of pigs closer to us.
We watched a few roasters (30-50 pounders) milling around the next ridge over and contemplated on doing a simultaneous shot at one of the lil guys and the sow 2 ridges over. We decided that the lil guys were too small and didn't want to spook anything else on the further shot so we waited. A few minutes later a nice black sow emerged into the picture where the lil guys were and my buddy Derek got the go ahead. This was Derek's first hunt other then quail and we didn't get a chance to dial in his rifle like we wanted to so he borrowed mine. He took a 165 yard shot and looked to go just over the shoulder and the pigs started to scramble. We decided to hike back towards the car and ran into Phil and his group. They walked down the same finger we came from and both scored hogs just before sunset.
We hiked back towards the car and when we almost made it decided to stay in the area rather then hit somewhere else with little daylight left. Kenny's dad decided to go back to the truck and relax while we worked down a ridge that gave us a decent view of numerous finger ridges. Not long after we sat down Kenny saw a few pigs run outta the thick stuff and over one of the finger ridges. We met up with him and sure enough two nice sows and numerous 50-60 pounders began working there way back towards our direction and into the thick stuff. We tried to do the famous countdown and we couldn't get a good view of both at the same time. We ended up getting up and down and moving like a hot potatoe contest until we finally both had a shot. On three we both pulled the trigger, Kenny missed (Just high) and I got a click. After Derek shot my gun the gun didn't cycle another round out of the mag. Luckily, all the pigs froze (Other then Kenny's) and I was able to load and fire off a shot. After reviewing the video, my shot went between his ears and just above the noggen. The shot was in the 275-300 yards range, definately doable but unfortunately too high once again.
We headed back to the truck and was informed by Kenny's dad that all we should have done was stayed at the truck. While he was releaxing in the cab of the truck a nice boar walked right behind the tailgate and into the area we were hunting. He caught it in the passenger side mirror and by the time he grabbed his rifle and got out of the truck it was long gone.
We headed back to camp and had a good dinner and hit the beds early. Woke up at 0415 and headed up to "Squirrel" around 0500. On the way there we had two nice sows crossing in front of us. We got out of the truck and found one of the sows laying down in the tall grass. My dad fired first and the boar went trotting away. I took a shot and my dad followed with a third. The sow continued up the hill into some thick brush. We couldn't find a blood trail and couldn't believe that we didn't hit the mark. We continued to our honey hole and began glassing.
We immediately found a big boar working his way down hill below us at about 1000 yards. We were getting ready to commit to the trechorous hike when he started sprinting away at something. There was no way he winded us as the wind was in our face. Not long after we observed some pigs making there way towards their beds on the opposite ridge. This is the same area where we shot our pigs last Feb. We decided to bypass on the hike and drive to the top of that ridge and work our way down to them. We found the area where we wanted to be and started our way down. While approaching, Derek and I heard a loud noise and saw four legs running down a ravine. We couldn't make out the species but two minutes later we saw a huge boar running in the same direction. Not long after the wind shifted on us and we saw 4-6 nice pigs along with a train of piglets and roasters running across the hillside approximately 250-300 yards below us. We got busted by a group that we weren't aware of that ultimately spooked the group we were headed for. We went back to the truck and continued down the road to see where it lead. Not 3 minutes later we saw a nice group (4-5 big sows & 6-8 50 pounders) two ridges over, but they had purpose and we didn't have a shot. We did some sight seeing and then went to the area where we shot at the sow early in the morning. Sure enough the sow had run approximately 40 feet from where she was shot and piled up against a tree. We couldn't see here that morning with the shade and lack of sun but she was there and luckily nice and cool. We used the hitch skinng rack and it worked great. We were back at camp and decided to dump our carcass and the one some A$$)(*& left in camp from the may 8-10 hunt. After almost blowing chunks after dumping that nasty smelling thing we relaxed and BS'd at camp. We watched the white trash olympics going on across camp (Some Spring Access campers that couldn't hold their liquor or bowels-Just ask Jesse and Phil) and then got ready for the next hunt.
We contemplated on going to Speckmisser ridge but after seeing how many people were gonna be set up there we decided to go back to our honey hole. We glasses from the usual spot and didn't see much but knew they would be there. We decided to head over to where we busted them the same morning. I followed Derek in his truck and my dad and I decided to break off and check a freshly bladed road to see if we could stay high and to the south of where Derek, Kenny and his dad (Dave) were going. Unfortunately the road we took took me down and further away from where I wanted to be. We took some steeper trails and while in 4-Hi, I was getting a very nasty metal on metal sound from my front driveshaft/differential area. We glassed that area for a while and decided to get out of the area before something snapped. The sound kept getting worse and I was stressing that I was gonna break so we decided on pulling over and taking a thorough look. The nuts on the shackles that hold the U-joints in were extremely loose, so we tightened them and hoped maybe that was the source. I walked out into the field to try to determine a 2 wheel drive friendly trail and observed a lone hog making his way up towards the road we had just crossed. I grabbed my gear and sprinted down the road hoping to intercept the pig at the top. I set up at 116 yards and was already deciding on what pose I was gonna take once he's down. Sure enough the hog peaked the hill and crossed where I expected but was walking a little more away from me then I wanted. I set up, breathed, and my rifle barked out. My dad informed me I was just above him (3X now w/ this rifle) and then worked the bolt and set up for a second shot. I lined up on him and aimed low and squeezed the trigger and click! Once again the action didn't pick up a round. We fumble f?&*^$ trying to get a round up by hand and into the chamber but he was gone. I couldn't believe that I missed and once again the damn thing was not functioning properly. I shot my rifle numerous times Monday while at training and was killing it. I even let half my team fire the gun for their first time and they were also dead on. Unfortunately, I didn't have any copper that day and was shooting gold ole lead. I have a bad feeling that my rifle wasn't firing the copper like I wanted it to and is my only excuse for missing so badly.
We luckily made it down and decided to try another area where its 2-wheel drive friendly. We got to the top and were lucky enough to watch Derek and Kenny putting a stalk on some pigs 3 ridges over. As they set up at the top of the ridge we saw a huge boar take off and then quite a few others running across the ridge in front of them. We heard numerous shots and thought we heard the infamous thwack and squeal but didn't see anything go down. Unfortunately, the wind shifted just before they were ready to fire and winded them and they had tough 250 yard running shots. We checked the area the next day for blood or a pig w/ no luck. We later found out that they had a stalk on a big boar and some other pigs at the honey hole, but couldn't cash out.
The next morning we headed back to our honey hole and Kenny saw what we thought was a boar working his way down the mountain. We started charging down the dreaded ridge, while his dad was taking care of business up top. Kenny and I set up on a nice dead log and had a 120 yard shot on the hog. I let Kenny take the first shot and told him I'd follow-up if he missed. He didn't miss and the pig took a ten yard jaunt and then rolled down into some trees. We looked back after the shot and saw a nice boar working his way down a bowl abve us and approximately 900 yards away. Derek and I began working our way in that direction. We heard a shot and saw the pig dissapear into the trees. We continued in that direction as another boar was working his way down a ridge to our left. Unfortunately, some Elk spooked in that direction and both pigs moved out in the opposite direction. We went back to Kenny and helped with his pig. We dragged the sow down into the shade and field dressed her before the drag. We had to drag her quite a ways up a steep draw, but once we got her to the top, we dragged her down and it had to be the easiest 45 minute recovery I can remember. Back in the truck and back to camp around 0945. Unfortunately, my kids softball tournament and the new 1200 no hunting rule cut the hunt short because I think we could have filled out another tag or two in the evening.
It was a great trip, with the most shot opportunities we've had yet and most pig shot opportunities for our group. My buddy Derek got his truck dirty, his boots broken in and had a few shots on hogs. Thanks to Phil for putting it together and Jesse for the t-shirt. Had a good time hanging out with the guys and seeing dad's taking there sons out in the field. I remember being that age and getting out and sure do miss the ease of climbing the hills at that age. I need to get to the range and compare the difference between the lead I practiced w/ and the damn coppers that I used. I planned on doing that, but Turner's in my area hasn't had copper for my caliber in months. I used the ammo my dad brought and unfortunately it shot a hell of a lot different then what I shot Monday. Shame on me, but that's the breaks. Now I'll be waiting till next year and hoping the ranch doesn't close hunting down by then. I also wanted to get a shout out to the rednecks in the camper that got kicked off the ranch and the Sierra Club looking group that gave us the stink eye as we drove by in the camo attire and outdoorsmen vehicle. Wasn't expecting to see a group like that walking Bear Trap road in my life time, but times they are a changin! Sorry for the long winded post, but everyone else figures i'm gonna do it for them.
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Thanks Phillip for setting this up, all your help and especially for sharing your knowledge on the subject of Hogs. You Da Man :not-worthy: !!!! It was great to see some old friends again and a pleasure to meet a bunch new ones. Thanks Jesse for the shirt. Glad that redneck gal missed you with that truck:skeered:.
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Great job guys!!!! Sounds like sometimes policing comes from the ones that love the land the most. Glad no one got hurt.
You think the Sierra Club people gave you the stink eye should have seen last week when the horse club was up.
Keep the stories/pictures coming.
You think the Sierra Club people gave you the stink eye should have seen last week when the horse club was up.
Keep the stories/pictures coming.
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suz..just reread your post..your copper will fly extremly different than your lead..
this has been my experience..range time with the hard pill is recommended fo sho...
not to mention the hardship on the pocket book for buying the stuff..great story by the way..
this has been my experience..range time with the hard pill is recommended fo sho...
not to mention the hardship on the pocket book for buying the stuff..great story by the way..
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Great story, Mark! That was one heck of a write-up! Those yo-yos in the trailer really were getting on my last nerve, but a BIG thanks goes out to Scott for making the call. Saturday night was quite peaceful.
I did up my own long version of my hunt over on the Hog Blog for those who care to read it.
I did up my own long version of my hunt over on the Hog Blog for those who care to read it.
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One of our guy got nicknamed "pig-misser" over the weekend. We thought it was only him with all the missed, but after reading other guys' stories, all the misses sounds like a Tejon bug. So...Pig-misser, don't feel too bad about all those misses....hehe. Oh and it's a coincident, Mark's story confirmed that not only Pig-misser pulled the trigger and only heard a click while a pig was broadside at less than 25 yards. Again the click sounds like a Tejon bug. So for those of you who are planning to go next year, be sure to get your Tejon bug vaccination in advance....hehe.
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Looks like all of you had a lot of fun out there... regardless of misses or takes.
Im in next year for sure. Looks like TEJON BUG vaccination is a must.
Thanks for all the great stories, pictures and narratives. :smiley_green_with_e
Im in next year for sure. Looks like TEJON BUG vaccination is a must.
Thanks for all the great stories, pictures and narratives. :smiley_green_with_e
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Had a ball as usual, good to see the new faces and the familiar ones again. I'm just able to walk upright again after climbing them hills.
I also got to show the fat old guy can still move when white trash lady almost ran me over. I heard tires squealing and thought someone was playing a joke only to see a drunk crazed woman behind the wheel of a truck coming right at me. You know you're a lost cause when a bunch of hog hunters ask you to clean up your act. :lol bashing sign: First time I've ever seen Scott (grtwhthunter) raise his voice.
I missed getting some t-shirts to some folks.
Russman
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Please email me your size and address and I'll get them off to you.
Thanks to Phillip for doing all the organizing. Barbara and Tony from Tejon and Eric and Debbie from Jack Print Designs for the Hog hunt t-shirt and JHO t-shirts. Very kewl work.
Oh and that snake pic, sweet jeebus that looks like a big rattler. How big was it? Saturday evening going out I got spooked after hearing one buzz I think, I was using my tripod legs to probe like a minesweeper as I walked. :skeered:
I got some video and I'll get it edited in the next day or two.
Thanks everyone for the help and good times.
I also got to show the fat old guy can still move when white trash lady almost ran me over. I heard tires squealing and thought someone was playing a joke only to see a drunk crazed woman behind the wheel of a truck coming right at me. You know you're a lost cause when a bunch of hog hunters ask you to clean up your act. :lol bashing sign: First time I've ever seen Scott (grtwhthunter) raise his voice.
I missed getting some t-shirts to some folks.
Russman
Russman's brother
Wayne
Anyone else?
Please email me your size and address and I'll get them off to you.
Thanks to Phillip for doing all the organizing. Barbara and Tony from Tejon and Eric and Debbie from Jack Print Designs for the Hog hunt t-shirt and JHO t-shirts. Very kewl work.
Oh and that snake pic, sweet jeebus that looks like a big rattler. How big was it? Saturday evening going out I got spooked after hearing one buzz I think, I was using my tripod legs to probe like a minesweeper as I walked. :skeered:
I got some video and I'll get it edited in the next day or two.
Thanks everyone for the help and good times.
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Carl, my Dad (Dave) and I finished processing the two sows yesterday. We ended up with about 10 1-2 lb. boneless roasts, the boneless loins and tenderloins, 25 pounds of Breakfast sausage and 25 pounds of Italian sausage. Everything is vacum packed and in the freezer. Was alot of work, but the product is 100 times better than taking it to somebody. It was great seeing everyone again and I look forward to next year. Phill, thanks again for putting the hunt together and Jesse, thanks for the t-shirts.
Kenny (sorry for the screw up above, work computer issues)
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Nice work, Kenny! I've got about 100lbs of sausage meat in the freezers that I need to get to work on. Nothing beats homemade!
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Hey speck looks like you guys did ok this weekend...I have been up on the north side last 3 trips and damn are theyre alot of great hog spots on that side as well....i see why its the archery side...we have been able to get within 10-20 yrds of several groups of hogs....chasing a white/black one that that i saw up there last couple of trips that i want to kill...how was the south side, did u see lots of piggies or was it too hot and they were all brushed up....more in am or pm? heading up sunday am to help a friend get a hog...thanks speck talk to you soon.
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Hogs are there, but it sounds like some of the regular spots were a little more scarce than others. With the heat and dry weather coming on strong, I'd look at the water sources, especially early and just prior to dark.
A lot of the shots taken were pretty long, which isn't completely unusual on the South side. Definitely tougher with archery tackle, but with a rifle and some patience, you shouldn't have trouble finding hogs.
A lot of the shots taken were pretty long, which isn't completely unusual on the South side. Definitely tougher with archery tackle, but with a rifle and some patience, you shouldn't have trouble finding hogs.
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What types of sausage do you usually make Phill? We've been doing the breakfast and Italian for awhile now, but we are thinking of trying something new.
