Post by zeeriverrat on Nov 21, 2016 21:32:30 GMT -5
We spent most of October in Montana and part of November in Wyoming, but that is another story...we are back now and have been at our 40 in the Ozarks since 11/13. I shot this buck from the porch the afternoon I arrived at camp...I was alone and had barely gotten unpacked. It was late in the afternoon and I decided I would just watch the food plot from camp until dark...just got the window opened and the gun loaded when this buck showed up about 100yds down the hill from me...338-06ai barked once and he piled up DRT....
Short trip to get him picked up with the tractor and back up to camp....almost too easy, but I was not about to let him go by.... That was Sunday after noon... About Wednesday my wife Raye showed up to hunt. We hunted everyday and saw a lot of deer. She decided she was not going to shoot anything but a buck...we don't need the meat so she was going to be picky. Anyway she saw a lot of deer and many small bucks...just not the one she was looking for...
This morning she left the cabin for the box blind we call the Hilton...just up the hill from camp. I opted to look out the window as we were only going to hunt until 9am... I got things ready at the window, it was still dark, but the sky was getting light... I decided to see if I could see any thing with my binos....I could just make out the feeder at 150yds across the food plot...and I could see something black under it! HOG! I grabbed the 338-06ai and took a look...I could see the hog but could not tell which end was which! I turned the reticle on the lowest setting and that helped me with the cross hairs... I waited, it got a bit lighter...I was worried that hog would bolt, so I decided that I would shoot as soon as I had a decent sight picture... The hog was facing me and I tried to shoot for his head...
At the shot the hog ran to the right, stumbled, and started running back the other direction and down the hill, I kept waiting for him to pile up...I heard him hit the brush and head for the neighbors pasture.
I texted Raye and told her about the hog, she was watching a doe with a fawn and small buck while all this was going on... I told her to keep hunting until I found the hog...
I took the rifle and went after the hog...he had run about 150yds and piled up about 50 feet inside our fence..this is where he fell...
I don't know what he weighed but he was a chunk! As you can see in this picture....
We got him skinned and chunked up....meat to process tomorrow and then off to the 40 for a few more days.... Gonna make a pile of sausage for sure!!