My buddy and I arrived at daybreak, at the spot I scouted yesterday and started working our way up the creek bottom. I found some good sign and two heavily worn trails in there the day before. We worked along slowly and started finding some really fresh sign. The sign led in separate directions up two different draws, so we split up to see what was up each one. Well, his draw turned out to be the right one, it wasn’t even 5 minutes after we split up that I heard him shoot. He had four pigs get up from their beds and start to move across the ridge, they must have seen him or smelled him. He got one of them before they got out of view. His was probably only 50 pounds. Perfect eating size. It was really hot and the meat was going to spoil quick, so we decided to head to the truck to ice the pig and then go hit a freshly rooted up pine thicket that I found yesterday. On the way out, we decided to head up a small draw that we passed by on the way through at daybreak-just a quick look before we got out of there.
That turned out to be the right move. It had fresh rootings and several wallows in it as well. We were probably only 150 yards up that draw when I caught movement above me and to the left. It was a pig coming down a steep ridge to cool itself in the creek. I was amazed at how easily it negotiated that terrain! I got the red dot on it and sent a 130 grain Barnes TSX through the base of its neck. It folded up at the crack of the rifle and tumbled down the ridge, no follow up shot needed! We got her quartered up, loaded on my pack frame and made the climb out of there for the day.
All those miles have finally paid off! Thank you God for the many blessings that you have given me this season!
That turned out to be the right move. It had fresh rootings and several wallows in it as well. We were probably only 150 yards up that draw when I caught movement above me and to the left. It was a pig coming down a steep ridge to cool itself in the creek. I was amazed at how easily it negotiated that terrain! I got the red dot on it and sent a 130 grain Barnes TSX through the base of its neck. It folded up at the crack of the rifle and tumbled down the ridge, no follow up shot needed! We got her quartered up, loaded on my pack frame and made the climb out of there for the day.
All those miles have finally paid off! Thank you God for the many blessings that you have given me this season!
