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thats ground squirel blood
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congrats GRT
........tra
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No wonder he's got hemmerhoids...............It does bother me a bit that you know so much about them though.
Scott
No wonder he's got hemmerhoids...............It does bother me a bit that you know so much about them though.
Scott
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I arrived at Tejon early, getting into my glassing spot before legal light. The first grey light of the morning brought movement across the canyon. Three cow elk fed up and over the ridge. Within minutes hogs started moving but were way too far out for a realistic stalk. The hogs were moving from water to the beds and I had a few ideas on where to ambush them so I hopped in my truck and made record time getting across.(a little too fast though. I bumped two other groups of hogs before I got there)
I parked above the water hole and slowly worked my way down. No hogs but there were fresh wallows everywhere. I had seen a group leave this wallow two weeks ago and followed them to their beds, but never got a shot. I cut over a couple of small ridges hoping the group would still be there and not in the beds yet. As I started glassing I heard hogs shoving each other around to my left. I spotted two decent hogs across a small valley. Those two quickly became about a dozen. I had the wind in my favor and began my stalk. Everything was textbook....light breeze in my face, just enough cover to stay out of sight, and I was able to avoid most of the corn flakes that have ruined so many of my stalks. Textbook, until I got there and the hogs were out of sight. A few minutes of silence was broken by another shoving match very close. I crouched and moved forward slower than I though was possible until I saw a hogs back above the grass. I ranged the hog which looked to be in the 200# range at 37 yds. I ranged a few landmarks for reference in hopes it would feed closer since I was out of cover and didn't think I could close the distance. The hog seemed content feeding right there and I decided to take the shot. I drew back, waited for it to go back to feeding and slowly stood up. As I did, I saw two hogs standing in front of a tree I had just ranged at 27 yds. The larger of the two was a sow that I had passed on two different times in the past couple weeks. She was just drying up from a litter and had kids with her both times. Today, her teats were dry, and the kids were gone.
I loved her coloring and decided that I'd rather have a smaller eater hog and settled the void between my 20 and 30yd pins over her ribs and loosed my arrow. Everything went into slow motion as I watched my fletching disappear in her ribs and heard the unmistakable sound of the arrow hit. She jumped, and started a half trot away. There was already blood flowing and as she went out of sight, she was already swaying. I was able to see the top and bottom of the draw and after a few seconds she hadn't exited I stepped over the side and saw a dust cloud where she was flopping I hurried to her and cut her throat, ending it for good. My shot was a bit far back, apparently she wasn't quartered as much as I thought. The 125gr SlickTrick did a number on her liver, severing about 5" of it and she didn't go but 30yds.
I'm still on cloud 9. This is my first bowkill since '01 and my first hog with a bow. Hopefully the first of many!
Scott
I parked above the water hole and slowly worked my way down. No hogs but there were fresh wallows everywhere. I had seen a group leave this wallow two weeks ago and followed them to their beds, but never got a shot. I cut over a couple of small ridges hoping the group would still be there and not in the beds yet. As I started glassing I heard hogs shoving each other around to my left. I spotted two decent hogs across a small valley. Those two quickly became about a dozen. I had the wind in my favor and began my stalk. Everything was textbook....light breeze in my face, just enough cover to stay out of sight, and I was able to avoid most of the corn flakes that have ruined so many of my stalks. Textbook, until I got there and the hogs were out of sight. A few minutes of silence was broken by another shoving match very close. I crouched and moved forward slower than I though was possible until I saw a hogs back above the grass. I ranged the hog which looked to be in the 200# range at 37 yds. I ranged a few landmarks for reference in hopes it would feed closer since I was out of cover and didn't think I could close the distance. The hog seemed content feeding right there and I decided to take the shot. I drew back, waited for it to go back to feeding and slowly stood up. As I did, I saw two hogs standing in front of a tree I had just ranged at 27 yds. The larger of the two was a sow that I had passed on two different times in the past couple weeks. She was just drying up from a litter and had kids with her both times. Today, her teats were dry, and the kids were gone.
I loved her coloring and decided that I'd rather have a smaller eater hog and settled the void between my 20 and 30yd pins over her ribs and loosed my arrow. Everything went into slow motion as I watched my fletching disappear in her ribs and heard the unmistakable sound of the arrow hit. She jumped, and started a half trot away. There was already blood flowing and as she went out of sight, she was already swaying. I was able to see the top and bottom of the draw and after a few seconds she hadn't exited I stepped over the side and saw a dust cloud where she was flopping I hurried to her and cut her throat, ending it for good. My shot was a bit far back, apparently she wasn't quartered as much as I thought. The 125gr SlickTrick did a number on her liver, severing about 5" of it and she didn't go but 30yds.
I'm still on cloud 9. This is my first bowkill since '01 and my first hog with a bow. Hopefully the first of many!
Scott
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alright, so it wasn't a ground squirel......
good hunting adventure story and thats a real good looking hog and good size, congrats on your fantastic bowkill GRT!..........................tra
