Saturday evening at the ranch and I'd finished up some mowing and decided to head down to the meadow and see if any hogs were out and about. The wind was good for the southwest end entrance so that's the way I went in. Coming up into the field there is a little rise so I eased up over it and saw the back of a hog sticking out of the crater they've rooted out under the feeder. Full-on stealth mode kicked in and I eased up next to the tree anchoring a feeder pen about 50 yards from the hog feeder. As I was lining up the shot the logical part of the brain kicked in and asked "why don't you step over the hog panel, into the pen, in case something goes amiss and the hog decides to eviscerate you?". So I did.
Eased over to a T-post, lined up the quartering-away shot and let fly. He took off and headed into the woods and into the creek. I eased in after him, cursing myself for watching all those YouTube videos of hapless hunters getting shredded by wounded hogs. But he had expired by the time I found him, about 75 yards from where I shot him. Ugly boar.
Since there was daylight left, I climbed up into the 15' fiberglass box blind that overlooks the entire field. At the far end there is another hog feeder so I was thinking maybe something would show up. About that time the sky started getting black and the wind got cooler. Looked back up there and one of the cows was taunting a hog that had appeared under the feeder. In the woods behind the hog were the remainder of the cows. Knowing how expensive cows are right now, there was no way I was chancing a shot in their direction. About then, the hog walked off and disappeared into the woods. By now the wind had picked up and the wheat was laid over almost flat. As lightning started to crack around me, I was quickly calculating the shear strength of the cable/anchor combo that held the blind to the ground and weighing that against the probability of seeing the hog again. Then he popped out of the woods in front of the blind. Bang, down he went without a kick, I bailed out of the blind, and hauled it up to the house. Got there right as the rain started so sat on the porch and had a sammich and watched the rain. Good times.
Went back the next morning and snapped a pic of Hog #2