Cacciatore
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Sounds like just about everyone had a great weekend and brought home some pork. It's too bad we didn't get a chance to set up camp with you guys. Darrell at the gate suggested the campsite I was looking for was on the left hand side of the road, but when we got in around noon it didn't look like what was described in the forum so we set up camp in the first open spot with a tree on the right hand side of the main road (we were off of Bear Trap Canyon). After that we didn't spend a whole lot of time at camp except to cook up some food and get as much sleep as we could, so I didn't get out to see where you guys were set up.
We were tagged out and northbound on I-5 by 11:30 am Sunday, so it was a great trip for 3 first time pig hunters. The ranch is a beautiful place, everyone that works there was very helpful, and they let you roam free and do your thing without any policing. I plan on making this an annual trip at the very least.
Mike was the first one to get his pig dressed and in the truck on Saturday morning. It weighed in dressed at 137 lbs. He had the easiest time of all of us, as he shot his "only" a few hundred yards from the truck and managed to drag it back by himself.
Pat wasn't so lucky. He shot his in one of those HELL HOLES about 6:30 am on Saturday, and we figured the best way to retrieve it was to go down hill instead of up. We sent him down and I set off to meet him at the lower road. After some back breaking carrying and leg burning dragging, we got his catch in the truck and back to camp at 2:00 pm. Didn't bother to weigh it as it appeared the same size as Mike's and we knew the leader was at 176 lbs.
I got mine Sunday morning at 6:00 am. I was set up in between 2 canyons with good views of 4 or 5 trails that were upwind. This is where it gets a little interesting. Nature called and I was answering when 2 deer bolted down the canyon about 75 yards uphill, shortly followed by a boar moving at good speed and in my direction. I got to my rifle quickly but didn't have the time to get my pants back in proper order. So there I was trying to get in a good position for a shot without startling the pig, all the while balancing myself on a hillside above a hell hole with my pants acting as leg shackles. The pig made it into cover without me getting a shot. Let me apologize to anyone who may have been glassing my way from across the canyon and got an unwanted freak show. The story ends well as I was able to pull myself together and get set up in the same position and the same boar came back out of the cover where I got a clean shot at about 40 yards. I would guess he weighed close to 90-100 lbs. dressed. I learned from the lessons of others and dressed, skinned and quartered him from where he stopped rolling down hill and packed him out on a frame pack.
It was a great trip and I look forward to getting a chance to do it again. Hopefully I'll be able to meet up with some of you guys then.
We were tagged out and northbound on I-5 by 11:30 am Sunday, so it was a great trip for 3 first time pig hunters. The ranch is a beautiful place, everyone that works there was very helpful, and they let you roam free and do your thing without any policing. I plan on making this an annual trip at the very least.
Mike was the first one to get his pig dressed and in the truck on Saturday morning. It weighed in dressed at 137 lbs. He had the easiest time of all of us, as he shot his "only" a few hundred yards from the truck and managed to drag it back by himself.
Pat wasn't so lucky. He shot his in one of those HELL HOLES about 6:30 am on Saturday, and we figured the best way to retrieve it was to go down hill instead of up. We sent him down and I set off to meet him at the lower road. After some back breaking carrying and leg burning dragging, we got his catch in the truck and back to camp at 2:00 pm. Didn't bother to weigh it as it appeared the same size as Mike's and we knew the leader was at 176 lbs.
I got mine Sunday morning at 6:00 am. I was set up in between 2 canyons with good views of 4 or 5 trails that were upwind. This is where it gets a little interesting. Nature called and I was answering when 2 deer bolted down the canyon about 75 yards uphill, shortly followed by a boar moving at good speed and in my direction. I got to my rifle quickly but didn't have the time to get my pants back in proper order. So there I was trying to get in a good position for a shot without startling the pig, all the while balancing myself on a hillside above a hell hole with my pants acting as leg shackles. The pig made it into cover without me getting a shot. Let me apologize to anyone who may have been glassing my way from across the canyon and got an unwanted freak show. The story ends well as I was able to pull myself together and get set up in the same position and the same boar came back out of the cover where I got a clean shot at about 40 yards. I would guess he weighed close to 90-100 lbs. dressed. I learned from the lessons of others and dressed, skinned and quartered him from where he stopped rolling down hill and packed him out on a frame pack.
It was a great trip and I look forward to getting a chance to do it again. Hopefully I'll be able to meet up with some of you guys then.