bisonic
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Been an unusually quiet spring on the ranch critter-wise, maybe due to the dry weather. I got up there around dawn and walked for an hour or two - lots of deer, a couple nice tom turkeys strutting for a bunch of hens, but no hogs and very little fresh sign. Jumped on the quad to take a ride around and headed into a valley that I hadn't walked thru earlier... and immediately came across a herd of 20+ sows and piglets. I shut the quad off as quickly as I could but it had already spooked them and they started to head away. I followed on foot and got about 100 yards away before lining up on a big black sow. Pulled the trigger... click... misfire! Cycled a new round in but they were moving and I missed a quick shot. I lost them in the thick stuff and was cursing my bad luck and the bad round. Got back on the quad as I figured they'd head up to the top of a ridge and follow it, so I circled around and came back toward them from the far end. Sure enough, there they were about to dive into more brush. Jumped off the quad and got off a quick offhand shot at a big sow just as she hit the brush line 75 yards away. She dropped right there, luckily didn't make it 20 feet further into the brush as it was really thick. 175 lbs on the hoof. Headed back thurs/fri to get the rest of 'em!
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