bigtusker
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Well, I decided to take some time off from guiding other people to hogs and went after one myself. Friday afternoon a few friends came up to the ranch. We were planning on getting a couple hogs before dark then enjoying an adult beverage or six while skinning. We started off at a little place we like to call Tyson's pond. Kicked out a couple dogs and 5 minutes later, the race was on! The pig had other plans and headed uphill into the thickest, nastiest, brush covered area on the ranch. There was no way to go after them so we waited 'em out. We knew eventually the dogs would give up and come back, if they didn't get killed first. I headed down the canyon to see if I could locate any dogs. About 45 minutes after they struck that hog, it popped up out of the creek a mile away and I introduced her to my 7mmSTW. 160 pounds field dressed. Sorry, no pictures. Got all the dogs back and went out and struck another one, medium sized boar, dressed out at 140.
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