Went back to the Baseball players place today. Just me. Tim’s day didn’t work out, mine did. Hunting some hogs in a 150 acre netwire pasture on some freshly flatbroke and planted ground.
Take King, Spoon, Tracker, and Lizzo. Supposed to be 2 sows and a handful of shoats. He shot one good sow the following night after we were there last time. He also said he saw a boar hog. That matters in a minute.
Today I went to cast dogs from same spot as first time. South end of the little spring creek that’s the only real brush in there. Maybe 30 acres total of it. South wind blowing they all immediately went to trying to get across fence same as dogs did last time where we ended up. I cussed them and sent them north. They crossed the road that cuts the drainage in half and kept going.
150 yards or so across they come out run a loop around the far end and tuck back in. Struck. I get to truck and drive that way. Catch the other sow and about 6 shoats cutting across open. Lizzo never sees them but I cast her to the lake they were headed to and go to the dogs bayed. They’re in a big pool in the creek under a long jam. Bust her, dogs roll. I come out of the creek lizzo had a shoat caught back across by the lake in the middle. I hoof it over there, kill it. Get back to truck and cur dogs got hogs on the fence on south end. Go catch that shoat. Tie it in hopes to start some bulldog yearlings.
Dogs hang around some, land owner calls. I’m talking with him telling him yeah I’m in them. I’m the middle of that 5 minute conversation I watch spoon shove his nose in the dirt and go to trailing going north away from me along the fence. I hang up and look down and I’m standing on a big track. It’s days old after the rains but I take a video of the track and laugh that I hadn’t seen that hog leaving that track yet and lizzo was with my cur dogs. I walk around to truck, grab Garmin and they are all treed on the very north end in the creek.
Get around there and as I get all in to them I hit a 20 ft bank over a wash out. They’re in a log jam underneath me caught. I go to them with rifle and a tie rope. It’s pretty tame as I’m getting down to them and I don’t realize hog is as big as he is. I get flat footed in the washout with them and he’s coming to me with dogs all over him. I managed to knock a hip out with my rifle as he went to the back of the washout. He turned 180 and took a few steps back with dogs caught on him again and I dropped in and caught a leg. I was in a pretty good bind at the point so with some doing I got him worked towards my rifle enough to grab it with him still legged and send one through his shoulders with dogs caught. Dead hog.
250-260 with 3” on both sides. Somehow spoon ended up with a busted lip and that was it. Lizzo wears a WildBoar USA Aussie style plate. It was in pretty good shape this morning. She needs a new one now. He was almost all the way through it in about 4 spots. Got pretty dang lucky, but big shout out to wild boar. Their stuff is awesome and dirty tough.
Landowner comes and meets me, we get the hog out and shoot the breeze for an hour about hunting and dogs and Ranching and call it a day after. Went to the rodeo tonight to watch him and my buddies dad team rope.
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