EddieWalker
Epic Contributor
The sensor went off again this morning at 5:30 again. Just like yesterday, except it was the exact time the storm hit. I shined the spotlight out the window, but there wasn't any hogs. The storm blew down one of our bird feeders and that set off the sensor.
When it was light out, I checked for tracks, but there were none.
We looked around, but it was so muddy and wet out that we didn't look real hard. Just walked up and down the driveway without seeing anything.
A few hours later, at around 8am, Steph and I were sitting on the front porch watching the birds fly around in the rain. I walked down our sidewalk and looked behind the house to the deer feeder.
There were ten hogs there!!!!!!!
We did a mad dash to get on shoes and grab the rifle. They were totaly oblivious to us. The rain covered our scent and noise. We snuck up to the same place she shot her first hog. It was an easy 50 yard shot.
The biggest hog was well over a hundred pounds and out in the open.
She took the shot and missed.
They all ran off into the trees after the shot. We followed their tracks looking for some sign of a hit, but there wasn't any. We went back to the location it was standing when she fired and looked there for sign of a hit. Nothing. It was a clean miss. With the ground as muddy as it is, it's real easy to see their tracks and were they went. We followed the tracks until we could tell they left our land.
There was no blood. I didn't hear a hit, and the hog never squeeled or acted like it had been hit.
Steph isn't too happy with herself right now, in fact, she's kind of bummed out and reliving the shot over and over again. In a way, this is a good thing. No wounded animal, but now she understands what happens when it doesn't go as planned. She rushed the shot and missed.
Sorry, it all happend too fast for any pictures.
Eddie
When it was light out, I checked for tracks, but there were none.
We looked around, but it was so muddy and wet out that we didn't look real hard. Just walked up and down the driveway without seeing anything.
A few hours later, at around 8am, Steph and I were sitting on the front porch watching the birds fly around in the rain. I walked down our sidewalk and looked behind the house to the deer feeder.
There were ten hogs there!!!!!!!
We did a mad dash to get on shoes and grab the rifle. They were totaly oblivious to us. The rain covered our scent and noise. We snuck up to the same place she shot her first hog. It was an easy 50 yard shot.
The biggest hog was well over a hundred pounds and out in the open.
She took the shot and missed.
They all ran off into the trees after the shot. We followed their tracks looking for some sign of a hit, but there wasn't any. We went back to the location it was standing when she fired and looked there for sign of a hit. Nothing. It was a clean miss. With the ground as muddy as it is, it's real easy to see their tracks and were they went. We followed the tracks until we could tell they left our land.
There was no blood. I didn't hear a hit, and the hog never squeeled or acted like it had been hit.
Steph isn't too happy with herself right now, in fact, she's kind of bummed out and reliving the shot over and over again. In a way, this is a good thing. No wounded animal, but now she understands what happens when it doesn't go as planned. She rushed the shot and missed.
Sorry, it all happend too fast for any pictures.
Eddie