Well, this chapter might be boring. Momma and I came out to the ranch to watch the Persied(sp) meteor shower. We are going to try a new steak house in Bertram. I may not even get up to hunt but we will see. I’m likely to be drunk and 80 degree morning hunts are not motivational. We’ll see………………
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While my failings aren’t getting any better my luck is. Up this morning. The Persieds put on a nice show while I had a cup of coffee. 5:30 out to the stand. I am way down in the river bottom so it’s a decent walk. As I walk up to the feeder pen the big boy is there eating. Can confirm he he going to be every bit of 200 lb. It’s really hard to see a black hog at 5:30 am when your lights don’t kick on. Standing about 30 feet away, pistol in my pack, bow in my hand. He gives me enough time to buckle up my release before he jumps, smacks into the feeder, and hauls butt. Yes exciting, no successful. Obviously I need to reformat my light situation. It was pretty awesome sitting up in my stand in the woods watching meteors up in the heavens. Had some little ones come in while it was still too dark to shoot. Reformatting lights won’t put me in the right place at the right time but seeing would be a help. I’m buying another light right and hoping the canopy lets enough light through to charge it. The pig (and my old beat up a/c unit) live another day. Off to see if the dove are coming into our tank.
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