Ron G. Report post Posted January 7, 2008 Saturday, Jan 5th, I met up with a few friends for a day of pig hunting. We headed out to our glassing spot and prayed it wouldn't rain until the afternoon. Soon after scouring the country John mentioned he was going to hike up to the next vantage point. I volunteered to go with him. Here is Josh, Dan, and Dave glassing from our first spot. After glassing out in front of us for a while, John started glassing back behind us on the other side of the ridge. After a few minutes he said he's got some pigs. I radioed Josh and and told him John found some pigs and he'd better get up there quick as the pigs were moving at a pretty good clip. John and I moved forward to a better view point, and then I started off after the pigs. While making my way over to the pigs, Josh caught up to me. We both moved in, heading for a saddle it looked like the pigs were heading for. I dropped my pack just above the saddle, and then we moved in, trying to keep quiet. Try as we might, we sounded loud to me. Rolling rocks, getting hung up on brush, and whispering back and forth. We got down to about where we thought the pigs might be or show up and sat tight. A barrel cactus we'd been focusing on from our last radio conversation with John was about 20 yards in front of us. We then had a brief glimpse or two of the pigs, and both of us positioned ourselves for possible shots. Right then, we heard loud snorting or sniffing, and a couple of pigs then spooked. I saw one appear down below me so I drew, split my 30 and 40 yard pins, and then fired. The pig jumped and took off running, as did the rest of the pigs. I fumbled for my call, and after dropping it once, finally started blowing on it. It wasn't until later that I found out the 'crazy' hand signals Josh was giving me meant to hold off blowing the call as he had a pig spotted 40 yards below me and was going to stalk in on it. I stopped calling and then we heard brush shaking and a real pig distress call coming from the direction my pig had gone. We stood watching that spot for a couple of minutes and then Josh started moving up higher on the ridge to flank the brush that we'd seen moving. He thought there might be a pig held up down below where mine had gone. After he gained some elevation, he yelled out that he saw my dead pig. He hadn't gone 10 yards from where I'd shot him. The shot had gone in his right chest, just below his spine and angled through him, coming out just in front of his left ham. Still not sure how that happened as he was broadside to me, facing right. The Slick Trick broadhead had punched a nice, big hole in him. Here he is. The crew... Thanks all of you for being there. Thanks Dave for gutting him out for me. You didn't have to do it, but it was appreciated. He isn't the biggest by any means at 31 lbs, but that is fine as he carried well the mile or so back to the truck. Oh yeah, he was defective. He was missing a rear 'toe'... Ron Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
CouesWhitetail Report post Posted January 7, 2008 Congratulations! Amanda Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
willhunt4coues Report post Posted January 7, 2008 Congrats on a job well done. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
ROBERT RIVERA Report post Posted January 9, 2008 good job nice pig Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
tjhunt2 Report post Posted January 18, 2008 I never get tired of a good pig story since they are my favorite thing to hunt. Thanks for sharing and congrats on your success. Great pictures! TJ Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Lance Report post Posted January 19, 2008 Nice write up! Jreat pic with the whole one toed crew! Thanks Lance Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
