Last public land hog I killed was Father's Day eve about this time last year. This one was Mother's Day eve almost a year later - strange. As usual, I spent a ton of time scouting and hiking, with little to show for it, until I found some sign in a very difficult place to access (I suspect they were there because of the isolation and difficulty getting there).
Not only was it a hell hike, but I actually had to repel down into the ravine they were holed up in (and climb back out using same rope). I would have never guessed they were there, until I found a couple of natural springs and wallows in the thick vegetation.
The pictures may not show it, but it was very, very steep with no where to get footing or a hold. About 150-200 feet straight down.
Not only was it a hell hike, but I actually had to repel down into the ravine they were holed up in (and climb back out using same rope). I would have never guessed they were there, until I found a couple of natural springs and wallows in the thick vegetation.
The pictures may not show it, but it was very, very steep with no where to get footing or a hold. About 150-200 feet straight down.