Well I went hog hunting at the lease. Morning hunt was a bust, evening hunt was different.
I showed up later than desired and settled into my ladderstand. As I was trying to give myself on last spraydown with scent killer, the bottle dropped to the deck of the stand. This made a loud noise that caused something in the brush behind me to bust through some limbs on it' s way out of there. I turned and cought a glimps of a large black pig. He circled my 100 yard circular opening and showed me his HUGE family jewels before turning and heading towards my stand, grunting like the King- Of- the- Woods the whole way. He circled my stand at at one point was 35 yards away. Then he holed up in some brush downwind of me trying to catch a wiff of what made the noise. I guess he did, because he waddled off at a fast trot, letting out a rough squeal as he went.
I was kind of glad he didn' t offer a shot as he would easily had gone 200# and had scary scare shilds on each side of his shoulders. He looked like a drugged up bull dog with most of his weight sitting forewards in head and shoulders. I didn' t fancy tracking him at night alone. I don' t fancy tracking any pig at night alone for that matter!!