For the short, wet hunt we had I had a grand old adventure. Rich, I am just gonna say that my prayers were answered and your daughter is on the mend. It weighed heavily on our minds and took away a lot of predatory intensity from my hunting. I dont have many pics as I was scared my wife would castrate me if I drowned another camera in the So Carolina rain. Missed a hog at about 25 yards after a 75 yard stalk which had me feeling that I had a slam dunk on my hands, well, I didnt.
Less than an hour after the shot, the swamp told Terry and I, the last remaining hunters in camp that our time was over. We'd split up in the bottoms to hunt different areas when the sun was suddenly blacked out of the sky. Double checking my watch I realized that we should have had another 2 hours of daylight. Just then I heard thunder in the distance along with lightning. Since it was bearing down in our direction, I made my way to the trail to meet up with Terry.
Terry was on the trail right where I emerged from the hardwoods and we had a chat as to weather the storm would pass us or not. Well, it didnt. The rain steadily increased, rendering our old growth, oak tree hideout useless against the rain. With zero chance of game movement and no possibility to bloodtrail, we headed back to camp.
About 75 yards into our retreat we both witnessed a bolt of lightning come down right in our path 75 yards or so in front of us approximately where we would have been if we hadnt taken a minute and ducked under the tree for shelter from the rain. It made the mile or so trek back to the truck interesting to say the least. The trail was rapidly filling with standing water, making us sitting ducks. We made it out without any more lightning and all I can say is that it was an interesting hike.
We spent the rest of the evening back at camp BSing, eating dinner, smoking stogies and having some cold drinks. We'd had enough, it had been an eventful weekend which had us worn out. After realizing how foul smelling we were from all of our wet clothes we decided to pack it in in the morning a day early. This was a weekend full of events that had me missing my family and I was ready to get back home.
Again Rich, it was a pleasure to hunt with you for as little time as we had and I hope we get to do it again somewhere along the trail. And Terry, thanks for your gracious hosting, I hope to return the favor someday.
Thats my story and Im sticking to it.
Topic: St.Judes hog hunt 2012 (Pics) (Read 181 times)
