Message #574139

[t-dog]

I had a friend that some of the Palestine Tx area guys might remember. His name was Bo Henry and he was truly a pleasure to know and hunt with. No had a yella dog that he called Gator. When I first moved to Palestine Bo Henry and Gator were the only to names I heard anytime hog hunting was mentioned. Ole Gator was a local legend and deservingly so. I always wanted to measure ole Clyde against other good dogs so whenever I heard about dogs like ole Gator I had to hunt with them. Well I hunted Bo down and I introduced myself. He was about my fathers age and we hit it off real good. He invited me to go hunting the following weekend and of course I said yes. He took Gator and I took Clyde and my other dog Clyde, Clyde #2 was younger but already had the name when he was given to me. I always felt like that commercial when people asked their names... my names Darrel and this my brother Darrel and my other brother Darrel. Anyway they made an impression on ole Bo and we became regular hunting buddies. One day we went on invite with a young man that had permission to hunt a different place. The fella had been complaining about a boar running deer off his feeder. We cast ole Clyde and Gator and they left. It was still pretty hot before bow season and real dry up in those old iron ore hills. They were both beating up an area not far from the feeder so we just eased that way. Finally ole Gator came in and said the hell with it, no hogs here. There was on set of tracks on the road through the place and a pretty decent hog at that. Ole Clyde would push it a ways and then come back and push it again. Finally Bo said catch him up Thomas and let’s go on over and cast again so that’s what we did. They both left and after a little bit Gator came in again. We waited and Bo asked where Clyde was so I tracked him. I said well he’s right back over there where we saw that track. We get back over there and I saw him come back out and restart but he wasn’t discouraged, that ole tail was up and popping from side to the other so I knew he had it in his nose and on his mind that he was gonna find Mr Hog. Bo and the other fella said let’s go somewhere else this hog ain’t here. I said nah he’s here give ole Clyde a little bit longer. About 15 minutes later ole Clyde had kicked in his front door and was telling it. Bo looked over and just grinned and then said well Gator!!! Then looked back at me and said THOMAS hehehe that SOB was hell bent he was gonna find that hog. I’d have bet money that hog had moved ughhhh weeee hehehe! That was a pretty neat thing to watch and it sure made me smile. And yes we caught the hog.


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