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Author Topic: Close Calls... Scary Moments... BAD hogs!!!  (Read 3716 times)
hillbilly
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« on: August 19, 2009, 12:28:26 pm »

Me and some buddys went to a new place this particular hunt. One of my buddys had his 3 dogs on the ground along with the fellar that took us to this place had one dog out. They was walking the dogs up thru a thicket and I stayed at the 4-wheeler with the CD's. Was there about 30 min. I heard a dog open then another and then another. I grabbed a CD and headed that away, then the hog broke before I could get there. So I went back to the wheeler and drove on down the road. Saw one of the guys that was a member of this place and he told me they were after a big hog. I had heard big hog before but I wasn't expecting what was about to happen. So I drove on down and I could here the dogs baying again. So I grabbed a CD and started to the bay. I turned my 1 CD loose before I ever saw the hog (MISTAKE). I had another in the box but didn't get it. Anyway I ran in there and he had it caught. This big hog was spinning him around like a helicopter. The bay dogs would not help him out and I couldn't get a leg with the hog spinning. He knocked him off and drove him in the ground.  About that time the hog eyeballed me with some good ivory sticking out and started toward me when my bulldog recaught. I am still here by myself at this time but I can here my buddies coming. I holler for them to hurry up. My buddy snuck in behind the hog while I had his attention he reached for a leg and the hog broke again. My CD fell off and when he got up to catch the hog again I new he was in trouble I could see his guts dragging behind him. He caught again but couldn't hold him (RIP Torch). By this time one of the members had got there and he had a 30 cal. carbine. I told him to shoot the hog when the bay dogs cleared. He shot the hog dust flew from the hog and shook it off and ran into a big briar patch. The dogs quit baying for a second and we look up and out comes a big red hog. We wound up catching the big red hog about a mile later. We never did find the other hog that reaked havoc on me that morning. I think about that hunt alot and wander what I may could have done different. To this day that is the reason I never go to a bay with one CD. I wish we could have got that bad hog.
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