Lazy Cajuns and the Pipe Pig
NOTE: ALL THE SMALLER IMAGES ARE VIDEOS, NEED TO CLICK OR DOUBLE CLICK TO PLAY......
Here is a note posted elsewhere on our team results by Joey Young (JHY). It replaces/corrects anything I posted later in this thread. I was a just the old guy taking pictures and trying to keep up with the young guys on the team. Facts were the least of my priorities!!
"Our team (Cody Robinson, Steve Goldsby, Bud Goatcher, and me) caught 18 total, 12 were over a hundred pounds with the biggest being a 241lb boar. One small hog about 100lbs didnt make it so we weighed 11 for 1390lbs, which wasnt even within 600-700lbs of some of the winning weights. I had a great time and I truly enjoy hunting East Texas and participating in this event especially. This year was much bigger and extravagant than you would ever imagine a tournament to be (Certainly better than any bay trial in my opinion) and I am already planning next years hunt."
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They called us the Louisiana Boys, some called us coon asses, over in Texas the first time the team entered the Randy Bumpurs Memorial Hog Hunt. So this year we decided on a name and since we all are from Louisiana except for the one Texan, “Goob”, we decided to call our team the Lazy Cajuns. We waited for the right moment to tell Goob as we figured he would not really be all that happy with our name. During the sign-in at the trial, we set up the paperwork right in front of the live-band music. Yea, Real Loud! After several beers we sat Goob down and held the sign-in sheet in such a manner that a hand was over the team name. As the band roared up into the next country tune, we told Goob, “Hey man, our team is called the Lazy Cajuns, sign here.” Goob, said, “Ehh, music is kinda loud here, what did you say?” We tell him. “ SIGN HERE, and whispered we callin the team Lazy Cajuns” and shoved another beer in his hand. He signs. We assumed any court of law would call that something like implied consent….. After the contest Goob finds out our team name and he is , well, to put it politely, extremely unimpressed.
Goob has a couple female curs that are number one top strike dogs, and where we were hunting is their “backyard” so we ran them the whole first day. Cody’s curs were out some too, and Joey Young’s American bulldog catch dog Blaze was used to catch the first hog, a boar of 242 pounds. He had some bad cutters and put Blaze back onto the injured reserve list.
Here is a photo of Goob and his dog at the infamous PIPE:
Goob’s strike dogs really turned it on the rest of the first day and we end up with maybe 7-8 hogs, or so. One of those hogs is now a Texas legend, known as the Pipe Pig. We Lazy Cajuns heard our cur dogs baying, but they went silent. The Garmin signals on two cur dogs went to question marks (?) but we were right on top of the bay. It was right by several lengths of pipe. The pipe sections were about 100 feet or more long.
The cur dogs came out of the pipe exhausted, staggering around and bright red from all the iron dust inside the pipe. The hog, which later tipped the contest scales at 114 pounds, filled up the pipe and was about in the middle, around 50’ deep or more from either end. It was standing with back nearly touching the inside top of pipe. We tried beating on the pipe with stuff to flush out the hog, but nothing worked.
The Lazy Cajuns team decided this was a mission for the jagdterriers. Adam took jagdterrier Squirt to one end and Bud took jagdterrier Ruby to the end where the hog should be chased out. Goob also got Chopper the catch dog in vest ready to back up Ruby. Squirt would not go into the pipe, maybe all the red rust dust blocked the scent. So Bud tried Ruby on the other end. Adam said don’t send both jagdterriers as the hog will just get caught in the middle with jagdterriers on each side. About then both jagdterriers decided to go in the pipe together. OOOPS! Each dog had to go over 50’ to reach the hog and then the fight was on. Squirt is 20 pounds and Ruby is 14 pounds. Soon you could see nothing in the pipe for all the red dust in the air. As Adam predicted, the hog was standing its ground about midway in the pipe with two jagdterriers attached.
So we hooked a little skinny blue rope, more like a clothes line cord than rope, to catch dog Chopper’s vest and sent him in. He catches and as we drag him, the hog and two jagds all the way to near the end of pipe, someone lifts up on the rope and a sharp edge of the pipe cuts the rope and the hog drags the two little dogs and the catch dog back further deep into the pipe!!!!
The Lazy Cajuns then bounced back from this adversity and teamed up with a new plan to catch the Pipe Pig. They formed a human chain by crawling into the pipe, where the hog-dog battle has sucked out all the breathable oxygen and the rust dust makes visibility zero. Adam is first man in and he finds the end of the cut rope with the rest of the crew from south Louisiana (Lafayette area) right behind him. We use the human chain to drag the dogs and hog back to the end of the pipe once more, when the catchdog Chopper gives out from lack of oxygen and lets go of the hog at the last second to grab some air, and the hog ONCE more drags the jagdterriers back deep into the pipe!!!
In the next video you will see the shocked Lazy Cajuns taking turns looking back into the pipe in disbelief at their bad luck after all that hard work.
Chopper was exhausted and choking on rust dust, so we could not rely on him to hold the hog all that way again. So we got out Evelyn the other catch dog and put an Australian breast plate-cut-collar on her and tied the winch cable (red Kevlar rope) from the Honda Big Red UTV to the breast plate so the load would not choke her and sent her in with the winch under free spool. We hand-lined her back out after the catch was made and dogs and hog all were pulled free from the pipe.
This video shows the last pull:
Later that day the same hog jumped out when loading the stock trailer and it ran over 1000 yards before we could cut loose some dogs and re-capture it. This photo and video below shows Adam red with rust dust and two very red dusty jadgterriers and Chopper the catch dog. It also shows the length of the pipe we had to work with.
Unfortunately that first boar was our largest hog of the contest, so we did not place as well as we hoped. We turned in our stringer of ten after two days of hunt with a few extras left in the woods and one pig sent home with Jay of the Galveston area for a BBQ. Our total weight I do not remember, around just under ¾ ton of hogs, but many teams turned in over a ton worth of hogs and some of the bigger hogs broke 300 pounds each. So no buckles for the Lazy Cajuns. I think there were 28 teams from what was said. But we had a great time and saw some fine east Texas countryside, as well as got to meet some great folks at the Randy Bumpurs Memorial. Thanks to Cole McVey for hosting the event and can’t wait until next year.
More photos below of weigh in and such…….
The weigh in. …… a video, so click to play......
In this pile of hogs is our ten!!!
Here is a video clip of dogs baying hogs before catch dogs were sent in.
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Here are some photos of jagdterrier enthusiasts meeting after the trials at the weigh in. Audwin from Georgia walked away with three plot hound pups from a Texas breeder and some jagd pups. Brian (Tex) from Dallas came with his Roxy jagdterrier dog. Jay (JAWN) from Galveston brought a mess of screaming jagd pups and left with just a BBQ pig. Bud left for Louisiana with a new jag pup…. (don't tell his wife)
