A week of meat harvest! - (Long read)

[Finfeatherfur]

After the week that just past, I don't know where to begin. It's been a long time since I have had the fun like what we just went through! It was a blast!

First, I had one of my close friends that still works for EBREMS over last Monday afternoon for a afternoon hog hunt with his daughter who is 13. She hunts with her dad in St. Francisville and has killed a couple of deer, but never killed a wild hog before. Take them around sight seeing the rice fields and pick up some boudin in Mowata, then off to the woods. Almost as soon as I get them in the stand, they have 8 hogs come out on them. Unfortunately, I was in the process of running out some kids on 4 wheelers and scared those off. I was really disappointed in the fact that this may have blown her chance, but it was early and hoped they woould come out again. After 45 minutes, those hogs never showed up, but another group did. After watching a large group of hogs feeding, Mike text me that he had about 35 in the field and they were not getting any closer. I told him to pick one and tell her to get rock solid for the shot. I knew if she could hit a deer, she could hit these hogs since they were all so large this year. Sure enough, the rifle barks, and I hear a stampeed of hogs through the woods and one of them was squealling like no tommorrow.

I go to them and we go to where the hog was hit, and find a ton of blood. I follow the blood to the woods and I am about ready to tell them that we need to go ge the dog in the truck when I hear that sound that sends me up a tree everytime I hear it - those jaws of a hog snapping closed to scare you off - man, I hate that sound! I see the hog has made it into the woods by about 15 yards and is still standing on its front legs, but has been hit high in the back. I dispatch it with my sidearm and we go recover her nice 200# sow. It was great! And she will remember that for a long time!

The next morning, I have them and another group of about a dozen people meet me for coffee at a local c-store. We get a late start, but off we go to the woods again to turn loose some dogs. For one reason or another, my youngest has had a hard time getting his first shot at a deer. He hasn't missed, we just haven't had the perfect chance to line up the moon and the stars. Well, with all the rain, I wanted to park in a rice loading area not to tear up the roads for the farmer. Wouldn't you know it, as we are pulling into the rice fields and parking everyone, I see a big doe out about 250 yards from us, just standing there. I get Connor set up and tell him to place his crosshairs of his Ruger .243 Compact at the top of the deers back. BOOM! - Perfect shot, and she went down like a ton of bricks.