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I arranged a hawg hunt for my Bro-in-law and his son in Oklahoma. I went along as the "backup man and videographer."
They were armed w/ Colt .223's, using Winchester 55 grain Silvertip, stagger loaded w/ 55 grain FMJ.
I was running a custom Springfield 1911 loaded w/ 200 grain +P Gold Dots.
I also carried a FBM on Day One, then a Muddy Ratweiler on Day Two.
The first hawg ran away twice in thicket so dense you couldn't see 5-10 feet away. The guide finally spied the ears of the hawg at the third 'baying' and told Jake, my nephew, (once Jake realized where the ears actually were) to "hold between the ears, but lower."
Distance was about 10 feet. The guide also said, "if he charges, don't run, just shoot." (the hawg had nowhere else to go but straight ahead, into nephew and guide.)
He fired his shot and it liquefied the hawg's brains. Hunt over for Jake.
Bryan, my Brother-in-law, hoped to get his the following day. We again tracked and bayed a hawg in an area that wasn't quite so dense, but the hawg(s) ran away when it/they heard us, so we had to pick up the scent again.
Soon thereafter at another location, we heard hawgs within 10-15 feet of us running around, but we COULD NOT SEE THEM. The vegetation was much thicker at this spot.
Suddenly, from a barely visible game trail to the left, two hawgs came into view. One darted off to the side into the thicket, but the second one.....the second one......weighing about 250......raised her head up and CHARGED straight ahead. The guide had also told Bryan not to run (since he couldn't out run it) but to stand his ground and shoot.
We figured we first saw the hawg(s) at about 20 yds, running full boar (I know, it's an intentional typo for humor's sake!) Bryan had about TWO seconds to make his shots count. At about FIVE yds, the sow turned left into the thicket. It showed no signs of being hit. Bryan had fired five times with his AR-15.
Into the dense thicket we went after a hawg that may be wounded and pissed off.
The guide found a dime size drop of blood, so we knew for sure we had a wounded 250 lb animal w/ teeth and attitude. Jake found a BIG spilling of blood, so now we knew it was hit pretty hard. Listening to the dogs, the guide knew the hawg had gone to the creek. I came up on the scene just in time to see the kill shot made. It took off the top of the skull.
On the video, you see Bryan shooting and the cases flying across the camera. You see a brief glimpse of the hawg, so you get a sense of how fast it was moving. You also see the blood trail and just barely see the kill shot.
The guide wanted a large knife to bleed out the sow, so he naturally asked me for my knife, the Ratweiler. The rat had no trouble poking a hawg...
Both knives performed admirably.
IF I get a copy of the video, I'll see if I can post it somewhere.
.
They were armed w/ Colt .223's, using Winchester 55 grain Silvertip, stagger loaded w/ 55 grain FMJ.
I was running a custom Springfield 1911 loaded w/ 200 grain +P Gold Dots.
I also carried a FBM on Day One, then a Muddy Ratweiler on Day Two.
The first hawg ran away twice in thicket so dense you couldn't see 5-10 feet away. The guide finally spied the ears of the hawg at the third 'baying' and told Jake, my nephew, (once Jake realized where the ears actually were) to "hold between the ears, but lower."
Distance was about 10 feet. The guide also said, "if he charges, don't run, just shoot." (the hawg had nowhere else to go but straight ahead, into nephew and guide.)
He fired his shot and it liquefied the hawg's brains. Hunt over for Jake.
Bryan, my Brother-in-law, hoped to get his the following day. We again tracked and bayed a hawg in an area that wasn't quite so dense, but the hawg(s) ran away when it/they heard us, so we had to pick up the scent again.
Soon thereafter at another location, we heard hawgs within 10-15 feet of us running around, but we COULD NOT SEE THEM. The vegetation was much thicker at this spot.
Suddenly, from a barely visible game trail to the left, two hawgs came into view. One darted off to the side into the thicket, but the second one.....the second one......weighing about 250......raised her head up and CHARGED straight ahead. The guide had also told Bryan not to run (since he couldn't out run it) but to stand his ground and shoot.
We figured we first saw the hawg(s) at about 20 yds, running full boar (I know, it's an intentional typo for humor's sake!) Bryan had about TWO seconds to make his shots count. At about FIVE yds, the sow turned left into the thicket. It showed no signs of being hit. Bryan had fired five times with his AR-15.
Into the dense thicket we went after a hawg that may be wounded and pissed off.
The guide found a dime size drop of blood, so we knew for sure we had a wounded 250 lb animal w/ teeth and attitude. Jake found a BIG spilling of blood, so now we knew it was hit pretty hard. Listening to the dogs, the guide knew the hawg had gone to the creek. I came up on the scene just in time to see the kill shot made. It took off the top of the skull.
On the video, you see Bryan shooting and the cases flying across the camera. You see a brief glimpse of the hawg, so you get a sense of how fast it was moving. You also see the blood trail and just barely see the kill shot.
The guide wanted a large knife to bleed out the sow, so he naturally asked me for my knife, the Ratweiler. The rat had no trouble poking a hawg...
Both knives performed admirably.
IF I get a copy of the video, I'll see if I can post it somewhere.
.
