Anyone been injured by a wild hog

[lrs]

I've seen how fast and powerfull wild hogs are.  Has anyone actually been charged, bitten, or injured by a wild hog?

[Pecci]

Several years back, my firearms safety instructor, told us a story about he and his friend hunting hogs (I think in C. CA).  One spooked out of the brush and nailed his friend on the lower leg, taking his calf muscle off, and running away with it.  My instructor, did his best to stop the bleeding.  His friend recovered, but obviously at a big price.

Wild animals are just that!

[Wynn]

About 25 yrs ago I was working a 5 month old cur pup on his first hog. It was about a 100lb boar and the dog ran it into the edge of a lake and caught it. About the time I waded in knee deep, the dog let go and the hog went for my leg. Only had about 1" cutters but one slash laid my shin open to the knee. The dog went nuts and ended up killing the hog. I think that dog understood that he had screwed up because he never let go of another hog again. Took a bunch of antibiotics, staples and stitches to close up a really painful, slow to heal, wound. I wear a lot higher boots now.

On a gun hunt once near dusk, I eased through head high palmettos towards a clearing. I could hear hogs feeding ahead and when I slipped into the open, a big boar took one look and charged from about 30 yds. I hit him 4 times with 3" 00 buck knocking him down each and every shot. Each and every time he was back on his feet and coming on. That last shot nearly took his head off at 15 feet before he quit. There were sows and shoat in the herd and he did not take kindly to a intruder. I had to wash my jeans in a creek. He weighed 225lbs at the check station and had perfect 3" cutters. Not the biggest I have taken but certainly the meanest. (By the way, the meat was virtually inedible and the stink drove us out of the house when we did try to cook it.) I still have the skull with 14 holes in it and you can hear a pellet or two if you shake it.

[Graybeard]

Not me personally but back in '93 when I went to Telico Junction for a hunt with Joe Meeks I believe every one of the guides there had been. All had scars on their legs to show of the encounters they had with the tusks of the hogs they hunted. Some were pretty large and quite ugly, a sobering lesson for sure.

[Land_Owner]

Only our Pride...

We were hunting at O'dark-30 in the AM and had just sat down next to a mud hole, on its side bank, with my hunting partner to my left.  Thought I would check for holes in the old eyelids by lying back to relax when he wispered "There's a Hog!"  When I sat up and looked in his direction there was nothing to see except pitch black darkness.  Even the starlight was too dim to illuminate the moonless night.

Then, the world went bright and my ears deaf... 

Dave had shot the hog with a .338, not four feet away, while it drank from the puddle.  At the shot, and with eyes wide open, I can vividly remember the muzzle blast, see Dave's outline in brillient white light, the gun pointing toward the hog, the huge brown hog with head down in the puddle.  Then the lights went out and flash blindness remained.

I felt, more than heard Dave jump up, grab me up, and start shouting through my ringing ears "Here he comes!  Here he comes!" And come he did.  Right between the two of us dancing from one foot to the other trying not to get stuck as the mortally wounded pig spun around and then shot through us for cover - 30 feet away where we found him at daylight.

That is one SWEET way to wake up a morning.  We've chuckled about that a time or two since. 

My ears still ring, but that's from popping full rolls of caps with Dad's 16-oz hammer on the concrete sidewalk when I was 10.  Remember those days well too.

[Castaway]

Back in 95 while hunting at Clark Range TN I had a buddy that got between a bayed-up pig and his escape route.  He was on a narrow trail that bordered a rock face on one side and a sheer 200' drop on the other.  I happened to be next to him and decided I'd climb up a ways up the rocks.  About the time I got three feet above the trail the pig decided to leave in a hurry.  Fortunatley for my buddy, someone had placed a fence post exactly where he was standing.  Pig came running, I was climbing and Larry was leaning on the post.  His briar pants took a nasty tush tear about mid calf and he got a big bruise.  Lucky for him he didn't fall down to the river or get cut but did gimp around for a while from the collision.

[bigjeepman]

My son, brother, and I hunted Clarkrange, TN back in November of 2003. Ken Moody spent a lot of time visiting/instructing with us on the Friday night before the hunt. He told us of several injuries in the past and what we needed to do in case one charged, etc. He said if one turned on us to jump up on a stump or get behind a "good size" tree. Wouldn't you know, the boar (245 lbs) I was hunting the next day turned on us and charged right at us. As I was still trying to get him lined up in the sights of my Marlin .45 colt rifle, the guide said, "Don't shoot." As I lowered my rifle I started to get behind a tree with my eyes still fixed on the boar. He was probably 20 yards away yet (it seemed like 20") when I felt a push on my right shoulder ... it was my son and he said (laughing) "this tree is taken ... find your own." I didn't laugh then but it sure was funny later. I got that boar about an hour later with a 35 to 40 yard shot. One of the dogs was cut by a tusk down it's side maybe 10 inches long. It looked like it had been cut by a scalpel but they stitched it up and medicated the area.