So Wednesday afternoon I tell the boss I'm taking off Thursday and Friday to go to the ranch and unwind. Get here Thursday morning and set the trap, then start mowing and shredding. Thursday evening I go to the Meadow and 10 minutes later this one comes out solo.
Friday morning go check the trap and yep. Before:
Gave them a break Friday night. Saw this fella in the road. He was not happy when I poked him with the bushaxe.
Went back out this evening. 16 showed up, I picked the most distinctive one and dropped it, then flung lead after the others. Pretty sure I hit two more I'm going to look in the am.
Great weekend, cept I got bit on the cheek near my eye by a Buffalo Gnat and my eye is bloated up something fierce. Oh well, the hazards of hog hunting are numerous....