Live2hunt
Forever Hunting
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Been battling a virus and bacteria infection since mid-January. Finally Dr. prescribed an antibiotic that made me alive again. It's been a long 3 months for me so I've been itching to be back out chasing critters again. Checked the update for FHL and last Thursday night and it showed some of my favorite TAs will be open. Made it to the registration window at 4:45pm on Friday. Checked-in to my first choice TA 10/13. The night was long and cold in a tent. The 5am alarm went off and I could smell the coffee (although I don't drink them) my buddy already made. Four of us in three trucks rolled into our usual parking spot and snuck quietly in the dark to our spot. While waiting for dawn, I gave out some loud crow calls and heard some gobbles in the distance. We wanted to ambush any hog making their way to their bedroom. So I decided to leave the turkey for later in the day. The sun rose high and no hog show. I walked around the edge of the hogs' bedroom and found one set of fresh track went in. I walked in a big loop around the brush to make sure the same set of tracks does not exit. I ended up finding a few more set of fresh tracks headed into the hogs' bedroom. The sun was high and warm so we decided to head back to the truck. We planned to come back in the evening and stake out the spot where the hog tracks went in the thickets. Back at the truck we were munching our snacks and suddenly I look up on the hill to see 4 bearded birds moving over the hill. I grabbed the shotgun and a box of tungsten #4 shells. I figured the birds would round the hill and be at the edge of the thick stuff. I headed to cut them off. As I peak over the ridge and looked in the brush I see feet moving. I gave out a light chirp and all four birds came running in my direction. At 15 yards I pasted the led bird with a 3" #4 shell. The rest of them flew up in the air and they probably landed across Sulfur Spring Rd. in TA7. I sat there plucking feathers off my bird and gutted it. It had 6" beard and weigh 13 lbs. on the scale without gutts and feathers.
Saturday evening we staked out our hog spot but no hog came out. It seemed like their early alarm didn't go off and they over slept.
Sunday morning I and dad was late to our hog spot. We rolled into the parking spot at 6:30am. As I was about to get out of the truck to walk up to my spot, I looked down along the gulley and saw two smallish pig came out trotting down. I grabbed the rifle from the back seat a bigger hog emerged from the gulley. The pig was trotting away. I slammed the truck door and the hog stopped at the sound of the door slam. I rush the shot a little and the 130 grain BarnesXXX .270 took out both front legs. The hog's snout was bulldozing through the dirt as the hind legs kick behind. I ran up to within 5 yards and put a finishing round through the heart. At the skinning shack, it weigh in at 205.5 lbs. without gutts.
Sunday evening I accompany dad to sit in a spot that we found very fresh rootings and some scats that were still soft and dark greenish color. It looks like they just passed through the spot. We sat quietly from 4:30pm til 6:00pm. All of sudden I saw what looks like a jack rabbit moving through the brush and out came a pig at the edge of the thickets. Its vital was blocked by a tree. Dad had the scope on him waiting for it to take one more step. The pig turned and ran straight at us. Dad held the scope on him as he stopped at 40 yards away, a 130 grain .270 BarnesXXX took out its heart and lung. The skinning shack was closed so we didn't get to weigh the small boar, but we guestimate him at about 100 lbs.
Saturday evening we staked out our hog spot but no hog came out. It seemed like their early alarm didn't go off and they over slept.
Sunday morning I and dad was late to our hog spot. We rolled into the parking spot at 6:30am. As I was about to get out of the truck to walk up to my spot, I looked down along the gulley and saw two smallish pig came out trotting down. I grabbed the rifle from the back seat a bigger hog emerged from the gulley. The pig was trotting away. I slammed the truck door and the hog stopped at the sound of the door slam. I rush the shot a little and the 130 grain BarnesXXX .270 took out both front legs. The hog's snout was bulldozing through the dirt as the hind legs kick behind. I ran up to within 5 yards and put a finishing round through the heart. At the skinning shack, it weigh in at 205.5 lbs. without gutts.
Sunday evening I accompany dad to sit in a spot that we found very fresh rootings and some scats that were still soft and dark greenish color. It looks like they just passed through the spot. We sat quietly from 4:30pm til 6:00pm. All of sudden I saw what looks like a jack rabbit moving through the brush and out came a pig at the edge of the thickets. Its vital was blocked by a tree. Dad had the scope on him waiting for it to take one more step. The pig turned and ran straight at us. Dad held the scope on him as he stopped at 40 yards away, a 130 grain .270 BarnesXXX took out its heart and lung. The skinning shack was closed so we didn't get to weigh the small boar, but we guestimate him at about 100 lbs.
