Just got back on my annual pig hunt at the refuge (non-tox only). This is a extremely physically challenging hunt. I know it stupid to work this hard for a pig when I can shoot’em all day loang at my deer lease, but this is a different experience. We call it the poor man’s elk hunt. I put in a little over 15 miles in a day and a half. Still got tomorrow but I had no more room in my cooler, so I threw in the towel.
Anyway, shot the biggest sow I’d ever put the sights on, bow or gun. I thought she was a boar because I could see her cutters and she was alone which is rare for a sow.
Shot her at about 50-some yards through thick brush. She was trotting, quartering away.
HT’s full bore zinc slug touched off, hitting her behind the shoulder and exiting out the next. She never made a sound, but did the dirty circle jig and fell 5 yards from where I shot her.
I was 3 miles from my truck in nasty, swampy bottoms and draws. I quartered her out and made my way to the truck. That sucked the life out of me. We weighed my pack at the truck. 103 lbs.
My buddy, not a shotgun guy, used my 20 ga USH and smacked 3 on the first day with those Steel Gualdo slugs. Those things are wicked, guys!
Here’s a few pics:
Tell you what, HT’s zinc slugs aren’t nothing to play with. I cut down at least 4 trees when it passed thru.
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