I just got home a few minutes ago, but I'll tell my story here briefly.
First off, let me say the the weather was awesome this weekend. After hunting the last couple of years with the temps in the 90's, it was a pleasure to hunt with temps in the 70's. The conditions on friday were perfect. A front had come through on thursday evening bringing the temp down from the upper 80's of the previous week and giving just enough rain to make for quiet stalking.
I set out with Tim(Molson), making our way west toward the river. Tim was the first to see a group of pigs to the north, but the wind swirled and the pigs got out of there in a hurry. Tim decided to try to circle around them and I continued on toward the river.
I got to a field near the river and took off for the north, going parallel to the river and following some washout basins next to the river that Ray had said had some good pig sign. I hadn't gone 100 yards when I heard a very loud grunt that was close, but I couldn't see any pigs. I crept closer to a gulley and saw a group of hogs making there way out of the gulley obliquely away from me.
The wind was almost ready to bust me, but the pigs turned slightly to the north. I crossed the gulley and circled around to get the wind right. As it turns out, all of the pigs but one circled around back into the gulley and were rooting around. I couldn't see them because of the brush between the pigs and myself and the depression. I fixed my sights on a pretty cool looking brown sow that probably weighed 75 pounds and was now around 15 yards away, as I crept closer on my hands and knees. A couple of steps in either direction and I would have a shot.
I heard a grunt to my left saw a glimpse of black fur through the brush. Another hog was making it's way back to the rise by going around the brush pile. I turned on my knees to face where I expected the hog to come out. I was at half draw when the hog stepped out from the brush at 10 yards, but she stopped and stared straight at me. She gave a little huff and ran straight for me. Ray and squirrelbait later convinced me that something probably spooked her from behind and that she most likely didn't even know that I was there. It happened so fast that, at the time, I assumed that she was gonna run me down. She may not have been all that big, but she looked big enough while I was on my knees. I quickly came to full draw and release one for her chest, but she veered at the release. That was probably when she first realized that I was there, but the arrow was on the way and took her behind her left shoulder and angled out through her right flank. At the time, I was just happy that she kept on going and I directed my attention back to the brown sow. She had startled at the commotion, but quickly went back to feeding. I crept a few more yards to be less exposed and began to wait for the right shot opportunity. I heard the black sow that I shot moan behind me, and I figured it was down. The wind swirled again, and then the brown sow and the other hogs in the gulley took off south along the river.
I went over to the next gulley to the east, and there was the sow, around 20-30 yards from where I shot her. I was pretty happy to get her, and not more than an hour or so into the hunt. She probably weighed around 75 pounds. Can't wait to hear Dave's story.
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