The sky was clearing and the snow was melting. Good and bad! Good because it made sneaking very quiet, but bad because it made the mud even worse!
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I had a "game plan" I would work on this mid day hunt. With two feeders(We had shaken corn out of both) in walking distance of the bluff overlooking the "pig bomb", I would work a circuit between the far one(where we kicked the hogs off of the day before and I chased down), and the bluff. Halfway between I could glass the other feeder without having to walk toward it.
The wind was perfect for all the spots if a stalk was in order...I was set.
This is the feeder/shooting house that I could glass while working my circuit. Easy to see the green shooting house,but the feeder is a small silver box over on the left side of the picture...
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Fence line I followed between the feeder and the bluff(bluff in the backround)...
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Cactus in a bit of a struggle...
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Snow melting and starting to look like Texas again. The "Pig Bomb"....
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I glassed and watched the guys trying to cross the creek for the first time. They disappeared into the river, and for several long, long minutes they didn't come out. I mean there I was 5-4 miles away, watching helplessly and getting worried about why they hadn't come out on the other side yet....not a good feeling knowing your buds are in the truck crossing a creek they weren't familiar with!
After about 10 very long minutes out pops "The Beast"!!! Whew...what a relief!
I watch them park and go off hunting...knowing they'd finally gotten to the "better sid"e of the creek and they'd have some good stories and hopefully some pork!! Rob's "Beast" in the distance....
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Glassing the "pig bomb"...
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Snow almost gone...
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