One Hell of a Closing Weekend

Since bow season is right around the corner, we figured this would be our closing weekend for hogs. We might get in one more afternoon hunt, but this is our closing weekend.

Saturday we ended up with 4. The first hog we caught about 100 yards from the trucks and not far off the road. A little sow. Since, it was a shoat about 75 pounds we figured that the big sow was somewhere close. So, we drove on about 50 yards and dropped again. Tanner and Whitey bayed her up. Some how the dog box came unlatched and the whole crew hit the ground. Of course they ran in there and tried to catch and the bay broke. Straight to the river they went. Drowned the big sow and came back thankfully. Hog number three was about 50 pounds and I didn't get any pictures of him since they cleaned him before they come back from the bay. Hog number 4 was about 100 pounds and they bayed her right off the side of the road. Even though it was fairly cool, I had to be back in time to go to the horse sale and we had to cut our hunt short...

Letting the boys have a little fun

Dad's little heater lol

And then came Sunday... We had 4 big boars down by 9:30. And with fairly little trouble (other than the usual trying to find roads and what not) I'm just gonna tell the story as the pictures go. I think that would be easiest.

Hog number one

 

Woodie, Melissa, and Kade after hog number 1

 

 Hog number 2              

Chiwa needed to warm up so him and Kade became real good buddies :)

 We had a little accident on the way to hog number 4. Woodie hit a pretty good ditch and it grabbed his dog back and jerked it right off the back... along with the two hogs, his cooler, and his dog

 Trying to find a better way back

Woodie and Kade taking a walk-about

Me and Dad...

A force to be reckoned with!!

 

Closing the Season with a Bang

Saturday was a pretty good day. It was our last day for this season at Woodsbluff Hunting Club. We started the morning off by running one hog about 70 or 80 pounds off in the river. What we didn't see was the alligator swimming right for our dogs. Dale unloaded 3 shots at him and went under. The dogs came halfway out when the gator resurfaced. Apparently they thought he was hog and they went out headed straight for him and he was headed straight for them. Dale shot 5 more times and the gator went under again. This time he was under long enough for us to get all the dogs back and I'm assuming he got a pretty good meal out of that hog.

We hadn't really seen much action from the time of the first hog till about 9:45. Dale and Tanner's dogs went on a run and they left us to go try and get them back. We hadn't been alone 5 minutes when all our dogs bayed. There was no squeal so we sent Jase in to them. Dad went in right after Jase and I gave him a few minutes grace period in case he needed Charlie. I never heard him call for Charlie, but I still never heard a squeal. So, in I went. Got in to the hog and he turned out to be a pretty decent hog.

It wasn't too long after we left that hog that the dogs bayed again. This time we were 900 yards and they were baying in the road. So, wide open we headed that way. We were going so fast that Dad drove right by the bay. Tanner stopped right at it and sent his bulldog in to catch. He was still a big hog, but he didn't have much teeth.

We called it a day after that. We hope to get in one last weekend at Blue Rock before we have to put the dogs up for deer season... but who knows?

We didn't run dogs Sunday, but we did catch a big boar and a sow in a trap that had been tearing an oat patch up...

There are 12 hogs in those 2 pictures... we got a lot of them out of the woods with those 2.