Ray H. dropped us off at a lean-to with a corn hauler under it. He gave us some last minute advice and off we went.
At the end of the main trail there are three trails that fork off of it. These trails take you down into the low areas where the swamps are and the cool areas where the hogs would be. Since there were three of us we each would take a different trail. I chose the left, Ray R. chose the middle and Aldo took the right.
On the way down to the trail head, we spooked a hen turkey that was trying to nest. On top of that, we saw our first swamp critter....a 3-4 ft. alligator. It was lying in some tall grass right off of the road....Pretty cool to say the least.
At the cross roads we said our farewells and headed our seperate ways.
Here's what my road looked like:
The plan was to walk down these roads, moving slowly to try to see the hogs before they see you. If you came to a creek, Ray said it would be a good idea to follow them as well.
So I'd only been walking for 20 minutes or so and probably hadn't gone maybe 100 yds. when I hear a metal clank (I found out later that the noise was made by Ray R. walking across a bridge)
I look to my right to find the source of the sound and low and behold there is a nice size hog to my right front, probably 40 yds away. Now, I'll tell ya, there was enough deep water between him (I'm judging this to be a boar due to is size and shape--I think Ray R. agrees)and me to float a small barge and I know that there is no way to get to him, but I duck down and nock an arrow and I'm about to move parallel to him to cut some distance when the wind shifts (it's been swirling the whole time) and as quick as that this stalk is over.
This thing snorted like a deer, let out a long grunt and high-tailed it towards Ray. I found out later that he saw it as well. I think he said it ran across his road in front of him....
So my very first stalk on a hog ended almost before it began.
Gotta get ready for work....will type more later....Tony