Slave labor hog hunting. AKA: MY GOD IT IS HOT!!!
07-21-2008 | 01:11 PM
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Fork Horn
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Slave labor hog hunting. AKA: MY GOD IT IS HOT!!!
Met up with a couple guys from the net here to go do a little pig hunting. Two of them came from Orlando (home of Mickey the Rat) and one from Atlanta (mmm……Robin Meade). We decided to try for a evening Friday and hunt Saturday morning and Saturday evening. In between the hunts we sat around drinking mint juleps enjoying the refreshing summer breezes. HELL NO! I will get back to the slave detail later but on with the pig story.
Dan meets up with me first and since his brother Allen took a wrong turn I decide to go put him into the swamp stand before his brother gets there. I had already been to the stand and checked the game camera and lucky for me the entire feeder station had benn destroyed. Yea…luck. There is a boar hog in there that has to be over 400+ pounds. He is probably close to 4 feet at the back and his cutters are huge. They look like giant knife blades sticking out of his face and I am sure they are just as deadly. Dan wanted to get him a trophy hog so I put him in there. The wind was good for that stand also which helped in my decision because Dan smelled like flowers. As in I just washed my clothes with that clean dryer sheet smell. Scent was going to be of consideration here.
Allen gives me a ring and says he is at the Mayo Subs and More and for me to go get him. I arrive and shake his hand and plant my nose on his shirt for a wiff. Freshley washed in TIDE. I am sure he thought who the hell is this guy and why is he sniffing our clothes but for any of you that hunt Wilbur you know. They can smell you 500 yards away in a light breeze. With that in mind I took them to my oaks stand. This is the same stand that had God knows how many porkers running around it just the few weeks before. I then RAN to my ground blind.
I got to the ground blind that I set up for my father in law and sat down. No more than 2 minutes later I hear a pig snort. I look to my left and then had to look down because he was standing maybe a foot away from my blind. If I could have unzipped the cover without him hearing it I could have grabbed him. Then a black one (the other was red) came in and got nervous and they vamoosed out of there. The thing to remember is that they were UPWIND of me so they did not know I was there. Maybe an hour later I hear the familiar sound of piggies moving through the grass behind me. I look and there are around 10 to 15 nice 60 to 100 pound pieces of ham walking to the right of my blind. The feeder did not go off at 7:00 p.m. like it was supposed to but it was near 8:00 so I figured they were there for dinner time. They came up the trail and were sauntering along till they got just downwind of me. The first pig instantly looked right at me and they hauled pork butt. I had been running and sweating and they tagged me right off. I had even picked out the female I wanted for roasting but oh well.
I met up with the others and they told me they did not see anything except one doe. We camped that night under a full moon. I preached to these guys about Thermacells but low and behold the skeeters were practically nonexistent. Not that I am complaining.
The wind shifted so I tried to put them into the swamp and the ground blind stand and I took the oaks for the morning. I was a bit drowsy in my stand so I awoke to a nice eight point buck eating corn. He looks over his shoulder and scoots on out pretty quick. Then I hear the pitter pat of little hooves coming to the buffet. Momma hog and 10 to 12 itty bitty come in. The babies are around 4 maybe 5 inches long and momma is weaned hard. I could see her hip bones and ribs. But much to my delight there was a nice 30 to 40ish pound boar hog that kept trying to come in. Every time he would come in to get some corn momma hog would knock him across the clearing. If she would have let him come in for just 30 seconds I would have taken care of her problem for her but alas it was not to be. I watched a few tree rats and went out to meet the other guys. They saw nothing.
Now the fun begins! Whenever I have had someone come to my place we do a little light laboring to help pass the time between hunts. By light labor I mean erect heavy as hell feeders while carrying one hundred pounds of corn ½ a mile in 92 degree heat in the middle of a swamp while almost passing out from the heat type of light labor. It was my intention to put up my fourth and final feeder but since the swamp feeder had been destroyed it went up in there. So now I get to put up ANOTHER stand the NEXT time I go up. But hey…ask Allen….was I not truthful in regards to the fact that we were going to bust our butts.
The final hunt was in the evening and I did the oaks again due to the wind. I got busted on four separate occasions by a doe coming in for corn. It could have been the same one or several different ones I am unsure but as soon as they got near enough to smell me the hoof stomping dance would start. It was still fun to watch. The other guys saw nothing.
All in all it was a good time but I wish the others had an opportunity to take some pigs but it did not happen. When we were driving out that night I got a 120ish pound boar. We can try again sometime soon.
Why did it roll out this way I believe it was scent control. Those pigs are just damn good a smelling you and knowing to get out. I was my clothes in scent free, scrub my arms to my elbow before I take them from the dryer, put scent disks in and spray each garment with fresh earth scent, steam clean my truck seats with scent free, bath in scent free soap and turn on my truck so it is cold before I enter into it. I try my hardest but with this 94 degree heat it is almost impossible to keep scent free. Try to hunt the wind.
On a side note if you can not keep your eyes open while driving home, Please take the rifle from the seat beside you and store it properly. It REALLY freaks out the cops when they check on the disabled truck. Thank god some cops are hog hunters too.
Dan meets up with me first and since his brother Allen took a wrong turn I decide to go put him into the swamp stand before his brother gets there. I had already been to the stand and checked the game camera and lucky for me the entire feeder station had benn destroyed. Yea…luck. There is a boar hog in there that has to be over 400+ pounds. He is probably close to 4 feet at the back and his cutters are huge. They look like giant knife blades sticking out of his face and I am sure they are just as deadly. Dan wanted to get him a trophy hog so I put him in there. The wind was good for that stand also which helped in my decision because Dan smelled like flowers. As in I just washed my clothes with that clean dryer sheet smell. Scent was going to be of consideration here.
Allen gives me a ring and says he is at the Mayo Subs and More and for me to go get him. I arrive and shake his hand and plant my nose on his shirt for a wiff. Freshley washed in TIDE. I am sure he thought who the hell is this guy and why is he sniffing our clothes but for any of you that hunt Wilbur you know. They can smell you 500 yards away in a light breeze. With that in mind I took them to my oaks stand. This is the same stand that had God knows how many porkers running around it just the few weeks before. I then RAN to my ground blind.
I got to the ground blind that I set up for my father in law and sat down. No more than 2 minutes later I hear a pig snort. I look to my left and then had to look down because he was standing maybe a foot away from my blind. If I could have unzipped the cover without him hearing it I could have grabbed him. Then a black one (the other was red) came in and got nervous and they vamoosed out of there. The thing to remember is that they were UPWIND of me so they did not know I was there. Maybe an hour later I hear the familiar sound of piggies moving through the grass behind me. I look and there are around 10 to 15 nice 60 to 100 pound pieces of ham walking to the right of my blind. The feeder did not go off at 7:00 p.m. like it was supposed to but it was near 8:00 so I figured they were there for dinner time. They came up the trail and were sauntering along till they got just downwind of me. The first pig instantly looked right at me and they hauled pork butt. I had been running and sweating and they tagged me right off. I had even picked out the female I wanted for roasting but oh well.
I met up with the others and they told me they did not see anything except one doe. We camped that night under a full moon. I preached to these guys about Thermacells but low and behold the skeeters were practically nonexistent. Not that I am complaining.
The wind shifted so I tried to put them into the swamp and the ground blind stand and I took the oaks for the morning. I was a bit drowsy in my stand so I awoke to a nice eight point buck eating corn. He looks over his shoulder and scoots on out pretty quick. Then I hear the pitter pat of little hooves coming to the buffet. Momma hog and 10 to 12 itty bitty come in. The babies are around 4 maybe 5 inches long and momma is weaned hard. I could see her hip bones and ribs. But much to my delight there was a nice 30 to 40ish pound boar hog that kept trying to come in. Every time he would come in to get some corn momma hog would knock him across the clearing. If she would have let him come in for just 30 seconds I would have taken care of her problem for her but alas it was not to be. I watched a few tree rats and went out to meet the other guys. They saw nothing.
Now the fun begins! Whenever I have had someone come to my place we do a little light laboring to help pass the time between hunts. By light labor I mean erect heavy as hell feeders while carrying one hundred pounds of corn ½ a mile in 92 degree heat in the middle of a swamp while almost passing out from the heat type of light labor. It was my intention to put up my fourth and final feeder but since the swamp feeder had been destroyed it went up in there. So now I get to put up ANOTHER stand the NEXT time I go up. But hey…ask Allen….was I not truthful in regards to the fact that we were going to bust our butts.
The final hunt was in the evening and I did the oaks again due to the wind. I got busted on four separate occasions by a doe coming in for corn. It could have been the same one or several different ones I am unsure but as soon as they got near enough to smell me the hoof stomping dance would start. It was still fun to watch. The other guys saw nothing.
All in all it was a good time but I wish the others had an opportunity to take some pigs but it did not happen. When we were driving out that night I got a 120ish pound boar. We can try again sometime soon.
Why did it roll out this way I believe it was scent control. Those pigs are just damn good a smelling you and knowing to get out. I was my clothes in scent free, scrub my arms to my elbow before I take them from the dryer, put scent disks in and spray each garment with fresh earth scent, steam clean my truck seats with scent free, bath in scent free soap and turn on my truck so it is cold before I enter into it. I try my hardest but with this 94 degree heat it is almost impossible to keep scent free. Try to hunt the wind.
On a side note if you can not keep your eyes open while driving home, Please take the rifle from the seat beside you and store it properly. It REALLY freaks out the cops when they check on the disabled truck. Thank god some cops are hog hunters too.
07-21-2008 | 11:19 PM
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Boone & Crockett
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From: Burleson Texas
RE: Slave labor hog hunting. AKA: MY GOD IT IS HOT!!!
That is probably what would have happened if I'd had gone out this week end. I thought about it, but that's as far as I got. Too dad gum hot. I woke up about three and saw how bright it was, and expected some good reports back on Monday from the bright moon. Guess everyone felt the heat too.
I'm just waiting for it to cool off some. I figure every month that passes that will just add more to the population.
I'm just waiting for it to cool off some. I figure every month that passes that will just add more to the population.
07-23-2008 | 07:24 AM
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Boone & Crockett
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RE: Slave labor hog hunting. AKA: MY GOD IT IS HOT!!!
ORIGINAL: RLoving1
When it cools off I'll meet you at PK!You gonna invite the Troll?We can bait the swine with the little feller.
When it cools off I'll meet you at PK!You gonna invite the Troll?We can bait the swine with the little feller.
07-23-2008 | 08:57 AM
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Nontypical Buck
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RE: Slave labor hog hunting. AKA: MY GOD IT IS HOT!!!
Be nice to him,I know you miss bonding with him! He's been under the weather last I talked to him.We can tell him soap and water is the new fad to attract hogs!
07-23-2008 | 10:02 AM
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Boone & Crockett
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RE: Slave labor hog hunting. AKA: MY GOD IT IS HOT!!!
Yea, I guess we have to be nice to him. I wuz hoping he's make me one of them new fangled Kanga CustomBows for Christmas, but I'm sure that is out of the question now...... I did make him a custom handmade knife, and let him hangout with me.. (you know that makes him look good) So If I hold my breath, he may let me touch one of them.
... I did make him a custom handmade knife, and let him hangout with me.. (you know that makes him look good) So If I hold my breath, he may let me touch one of them.
