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« on: May 09, 2012, 05:46:46 pm » |
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I just recently got into te outdoors sports. Bout 7 or 8 yrs ago. Growing up i was hanging around the wrong crouds thinkin i was somebody i wasnt til i finaly met my wife and her family. anyway i got into the sport. Well about 3 yrs into it i finally got to go run dogs with some new friends. I already knew my stomach was weak due to previous skining and so on. Also i had never been up close with a hog. So next thing you know we're out huntin and we got a bay goin and everyone and myself is pumped up. Im a few beers in as well so my cojones are large at the moment lol and it had already been setthat i was gona stick it. So im a roud up. We cut the catch dog loose he grabs and my buddy goes in and legs it and as im goin in i notice this HORRIBLE musky smell. And it gets worse as i get closer. Now me and smells do not get along. I almost positive i got a better nose than a hound. So i hold my breath haul a** in there and stick the pig and with my adrenaline rushing i start breathing and just let it all out i start heavin and as im heavin i leave the knife in the pig and dart up wind like crazy everybody is lookin and wondering wtf!! Im heavin the whole way im runin. I must of ran like 100 yds. My buddy had to finish it off for me. But luckily now days im geting beter and beter at being able to manage smells lol
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