m57jager
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Hey everybody,
I figured we could start a repot thread for all those that went to the January Pig-O-Rama.
We had a blast!! It was our first time going to Tejon and it was an awesome place. We saw deer, elk, bobcat, and a whole lot of hogs.
DAY 1: We got in at about 10am and set up camp. Piled in the Jeeps and went out for an evening scout/hunt at noon on Friday. My brother-in-law Brent and buddy Tom were using a compound and long bow. My brother Jared and I split off from them since we had rifles. We all came back to camp empty handed. Jared and I saw nothing. Brent and Tom got in to 30 hogs biggest being a boar well over 200 lbs, but they got winded at 60 yards out.
DAY 2: We all left to the hunting grounds at 5:15 am.
We decided to stay around each other and check out some new territory. Brent and Tom ended up seeing another big herd but couldn't get close enough. Tom got a shot and one straggler with his long bow and came up a half inch under the chest. Jared and I found a real nice mud creek and wallow in a deep canyon and walked it. Jared was in the Canyon and I was sidehilling it. All of a sudden a shot rang out on top of the ridge. We stayed still and heard them coming. Then two shot came from the canyon bttom where Jared was. Trees were thrashing and ther was a lot of grunting. Then out of no where a sow come running full speed by me at 70 yards. Put the crosshairs on her and touched one off. KAPPOOOWW!! She squeeled and went down like a ton of bricks when that 300 WM hit her. Just like Jesses pig a tree stopped her downhill roll. She was twitching, so without wasting anytime I ran over finished her and bled her. The I ran to Jared to find out that he had gut shot his first pig. He's a good shot but he had forgotten to lower the magnification on his scope. He had a little hog fever going on. We gridded that canyon all morning and afternoon, nothing. Man, those hills are steep and that brush cuts you to hell. We're still picking out thorns. Poor guy felt like sh@$ all night. Went back too camp to skin and quarter my pig. When we left to go back out for the evening it was so fogged out you couldn't see 10 feet in front of you. That's that.
DAY 3: Left early again only to find more fog. When it started to clear we went to the same canyon to see if there were anymore hogs and if we could find Jareds. No hogs of any sort were seen or found. So we went back and broke down camp mid day. Spent the rest of the time looking for good land in new places. BTW A 4x4 is a must if you want to get back to good areas. We decided to wait until just before dark for the hogs to come up on open areas from the gorges to feed. Well as we were almost to our destination Brent jumps out of the car and grabs his rifle. Jared and Tom aren't far behind. Brent took two 400 hundred yard shots at these two pigs and they were gone. All of a sudden we see a hillside at 700 yards turn black and brown. There must of been a minimum of 40 confused hogs in this herd that were coming down the hill our direction. They went into a canyon and out of site. Jared, Brent and Tom ran one direction to close the gap and cut them off in the canyon. I ran to the far side to try and turn them if they were going to head away from those guys. Almost to my destination, I hear the sound of a 7 mag go off and see a big sow squeel and drop. Brent got his. They started back my way. So I put a couple shots into the ground by me with my 44 and to my surprise they turned back and ran towards the others. BANG!!BAM!!POW!! Hogs are going everywhere!!!!!! Then I see my brother in the rocks take a 300 yard uphill shot with his 300 WBY. KAPOOWWW!!! Jareds hog went down like a ton of bricks and rolled the hill. I hear another shot and see a big hog drop to its belly. Jared yells to me that Tom is shooting. It gets up and starts running again. POWW!! It rolls downhill 10 feet and stops. As Tom was making his way to it, the damn thing gets up again. His 300 WM ammo was back at the Jeep, so he pulls out his 44 and finishes her at 60 yards uphill. Then the work of gutting and dragging in the dark. One of the guides drove to our cars because he heard the shooting and guided us back through hills and over the rock piles. It was a hunting convoy. We got everything skinned out, quartered and ready to leave by midnight. Showered off all the swine lice at the truckers stop and headed home with big grins.
The people at Tejon were extremely nice and helpful. What I learned from Tejon is that if you hunt the hogs like you hunt your deer you should do alright. We saw a total of about 120 hogs (no bullsh@*) between us. Most were by getting out of our car and hiking the canyons.
http://community.webshots.com/user/m57jager
I figured we could start a repot thread for all those that went to the January Pig-O-Rama.
We had a blast!! It was our first time going to Tejon and it was an awesome place. We saw deer, elk, bobcat, and a whole lot of hogs.
DAY 1: We got in at about 10am and set up camp. Piled in the Jeeps and went out for an evening scout/hunt at noon on Friday. My brother-in-law Brent and buddy Tom were using a compound and long bow. My brother Jared and I split off from them since we had rifles. We all came back to camp empty handed. Jared and I saw nothing. Brent and Tom got in to 30 hogs biggest being a boar well over 200 lbs, but they got winded at 60 yards out.
DAY 2: We all left to the hunting grounds at 5:15 am.
We decided to stay around each other and check out some new territory. Brent and Tom ended up seeing another big herd but couldn't get close enough. Tom got a shot and one straggler with his long bow and came up a half inch under the chest. Jared and I found a real nice mud creek and wallow in a deep canyon and walked it. Jared was in the Canyon and I was sidehilling it. All of a sudden a shot rang out on top of the ridge. We stayed still and heard them coming. Then two shot came from the canyon bttom where Jared was. Trees were thrashing and ther was a lot of grunting. Then out of no where a sow come running full speed by me at 70 yards. Put the crosshairs on her and touched one off. KAPPOOOWW!! She squeeled and went down like a ton of bricks when that 300 WM hit her. Just like Jesses pig a tree stopped her downhill roll. She was twitching, so without wasting anytime I ran over finished her and bled her. The I ran to Jared to find out that he had gut shot his first pig. He's a good shot but he had forgotten to lower the magnification on his scope. He had a little hog fever going on. We gridded that canyon all morning and afternoon, nothing. Man, those hills are steep and that brush cuts you to hell. We're still picking out thorns. Poor guy felt like sh@$ all night. Went back too camp to skin and quarter my pig. When we left to go back out for the evening it was so fogged out you couldn't see 10 feet in front of you. That's that.
DAY 3: Left early again only to find more fog. When it started to clear we went to the same canyon to see if there were anymore hogs and if we could find Jareds. No hogs of any sort were seen or found. So we went back and broke down camp mid day. Spent the rest of the time looking for good land in new places. BTW A 4x4 is a must if you want to get back to good areas. We decided to wait until just before dark for the hogs to come up on open areas from the gorges to feed. Well as we were almost to our destination Brent jumps out of the car and grabs his rifle. Jared and Tom aren't far behind. Brent took two 400 hundred yard shots at these two pigs and they were gone. All of a sudden we see a hillside at 700 yards turn black and brown. There must of been a minimum of 40 confused hogs in this herd that were coming down the hill our direction. They went into a canyon and out of site. Jared, Brent and Tom ran one direction to close the gap and cut them off in the canyon. I ran to the far side to try and turn them if they were going to head away from those guys. Almost to my destination, I hear the sound of a 7 mag go off and see a big sow squeel and drop. Brent got his. They started back my way. So I put a couple shots into the ground by me with my 44 and to my surprise they turned back and ran towards the others. BANG!!BAM!!POW!! Hogs are going everywhere!!!!!! Then I see my brother in the rocks take a 300 yard uphill shot with his 300 WBY. KAPOOWWW!!! Jareds hog went down like a ton of bricks and rolled the hill. I hear another shot and see a big hog drop to its belly. Jared yells to me that Tom is shooting. It gets up and starts running again. POWW!! It rolls downhill 10 feet and stops. As Tom was making his way to it, the damn thing gets up again. His 300 WM ammo was back at the Jeep, so he pulls out his 44 and finishes her at 60 yards uphill. Then the work of gutting and dragging in the dark. One of the guides drove to our cars because he heard the shooting and guided us back through hills and over the rock piles. It was a hunting convoy. We got everything skinned out, quartered and ready to leave by midnight. Showered off all the swine lice at the truckers stop and headed home with big grins.
The people at Tejon were extremely nice and helpful. What I learned from Tejon is that if you hunt the hogs like you hunt your deer you should do alright. We saw a total of about 120 hogs (no bullsh@*) between us. Most were by getting out of our car and hiking the canyons.
http://community.webshots.com/user/m57jager
