Friday just before noon, I was in the woods at my local lease. I intended to clean up the trail I made a while back, way back in the woods that leads to a new stand I hung earlier in the summer. I was carrying my Marlin 1894 Limited with Factory Winchester 240 gr SP's, Tasco 2.5X shotgun scope. It shoots those rounds really well. I was slowly walking the trail after crossing the shallow spot on Walnut creek. I was snipping some new vines across my trail with a cheap pair of hand held prunning shears. I had traveled about 40 yds when I heard a loud and deep growl/grunt. Kinda caught me off guard as I figured I was making enough noise as I went to scatter any animls in the woods.
I turned towards the sound and saw movement across a small rise in the usually underwater patch of woods. It was large. Another grunt/growl and I realized it was a really large hog. It moved left to right and was heading towards the creek I had crossed. I began to inch forward when I saw a large, white, pig trotting to catch up to the larger hog.
Now I lost sight of them and before moving attempted to determine which direction the wind was blowing before attempting to close the distance.
Before I made a move I realized the two hogs were moving my direction. I tossed my light colored hat onto the ground and looked for some brush to hide behind so as not to be detected too quickly. I pulled back the hammer on the Marlin and without a good spot of brush to hide behind, I stood still and waited. I didn't wait long though. I was hopeful that the large hog would come into view. I was almost disappointed to see the white hog pushing through the brush coming my way. The hog finally cleared the thickest stuff and was coming through some youpon when I was spotted, I think. The hog froze in her tracks.
I had already shouldered the rifle and since the hog was standing close by and facing forward, I took the only shot I had available, right between the eyes. At the shot, the white hog dropped and the brush behind her came alive. The bigger hog headed back the way he came, but growled as he went. I went after him but he kept his distance, disappearing into the thickest of piney woods.
Turns out the white hog was bigger than I thought and was a dry sow. The factory ammo passed though her noggin between the eyes, but a quarter inch low and exited her chest area behind the shoulders. She was close to a 200# pig, although by my guess was around 170#-190#. Almost killed me just draggin her out of the woods. Those ham steaks are gonna be good eating. Sorry no picture though.
Gotta love an unexpected hunt like that.
:lol: markc