flingem71
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Had an oportunity to go hunting with my original hog hunting mentor last night. Well of course I can be ready and at your house in 15 minutes!! We arrived at the ranch with plenty of day light left. Starting at the center of the ranch, armed with my bowtech, we headed west looking for sign. Since nobody has hunted there for months, should be plenty. Hiking up a hill and as we crested the ridge...he backs down and whispers.."pig...base of the oak...pig..." ok! Here we go!
I put a stalk on, wind direction, check! Sun...check! Cover...check! Stalk...crouch...crawl...stalk..."psssst.....psssst...hey...its a calf!!" Ok....I see now...yup...calf. oopp...there's mom cow.. so we hunt on. Much hiking and glassing. Sign everywhere, great! Coming down a hill side into the canyon... crouch, glass, glass..."up there!! Look!" I look through the nikons and bam! 2 huge hogs up the canyon, just wandering down. I was almost thinking 2 calves because of the size and color. After waiting awhile, much glassing and waiting for good clear view...yup...2 huge hogs! 250+ pounders!! The stalk is on again! Creep....crawl....wait, wait, creep....glass....SOWS!! pregger sows! Grrrr... ok, wow those are big sows!!
Hunt on elswhere. We made our way around another ridge towards a water hole. By now I'm thinking about remaining sun light. Cross another canyon, up to the ridge to glass. Cows. More cows.....HOG! About 400 yards down, middle of the cows! Oh its on now!! Using all possible cover I made my way over. Doing my best not to spook any cows and alert the boar. The boar is near the fence line of the adjacent ranch. But on our side. As we get closer...BRRRR...BRRROOMMM... the sounds of a john deer atv. The next door rancher...also pig hunting. Now its funny because their rifle was drawn on that boar...till they spotted us. Then....they just drove off. Hmmm?
I continued my stalk until the cows alerted the boar and poof....vacancy! A little discouraged and much talk of the next door rancher type guys possible hunting ethics...we headed out. We were busy griping as we hiked when...boop! Boar! Out from the base of an oak he pops up! My bow in sling, on my shoulder....rookie a** move! The lil guy stopped about 40 yards, waited for me to get one knocked....grinned and ran off as the sun started its way down. Well....I guess that's why its called hunting instead of shopping!
DISCLAIMER: some of the things I say may be unfiltered, offensive, or even complete B.S.
I put a stalk on, wind direction, check! Sun...check! Cover...check! Stalk...crouch...crawl...stalk..."psssst.....psssst...hey...its a calf!!" Ok....I see now...yup...calf. oopp...there's mom cow.. so we hunt on. Much hiking and glassing. Sign everywhere, great! Coming down a hill side into the canyon... crouch, glass, glass..."up there!! Look!" I look through the nikons and bam! 2 huge hogs up the canyon, just wandering down. I was almost thinking 2 calves because of the size and color. After waiting awhile, much glassing and waiting for good clear view...yup...2 huge hogs! 250+ pounders!! The stalk is on again! Creep....crawl....wait, wait, creep....glass....SOWS!! pregger sows! Grrrr... ok, wow those are big sows!!
Hunt on elswhere. We made our way around another ridge towards a water hole. By now I'm thinking about remaining sun light. Cross another canyon, up to the ridge to glass. Cows. More cows.....HOG! About 400 yards down, middle of the cows! Oh its on now!! Using all possible cover I made my way over. Doing my best not to spook any cows and alert the boar. The boar is near the fence line of the adjacent ranch. But on our side. As we get closer...BRRRR...BRRROOMMM... the sounds of a john deer atv. The next door rancher...also pig hunting. Now its funny because their rifle was drawn on that boar...till they spotted us. Then....they just drove off. Hmmm?
I continued my stalk until the cows alerted the boar and poof....vacancy! A little discouraged and much talk of the next door rancher type guys possible hunting ethics...we headed out. We were busy griping as we hiked when...boop! Boar! Out from the base of an oak he pops up! My bow in sling, on my shoulder....rookie a** move! The lil guy stopped about 40 yards, waited for me to get one knocked....grinned and ran off as the sun started its way down. Well....I guess that's why its called hunting instead of shopping!
DISCLAIMER: some of the things I say may be unfiltered, offensive, or even complete B.S.