Saturday morning found myself and my youngest son Zach bowhunting hogs. The hogs hadn't been coming to the feeders in the morning, so we decided to do some spot and stalk hunting. I have learned on these cold mornings that hogs will be bedded up where the sun can shine down on them, so we got out of the timber and began to check some bedding areas out in the fields. Usually they want to be in tall grass where they can be hidden, but still take in the warmth of the sun. The first place we checked was a area right behind a pool dam. This is thick water grass and you won't usually see them until you are right on top of them. As we were easing around we jumped up two hogs, so we continued to stalk in this area. About 5 minutes later these same two hogs come back. They evidently didn't know what spooked them. It all happened within seconds as the red boar turned broadsided I took my shot. He ran about thirty or forty yards spewing blood everywhere.
After we took care of my boar we went back out to see if we could find Zach a good hog. We began checking again some areas for bedded hogs. We checked all the hay piles we could find to see if there were any hogs in the hay, but there were none. We finally decided to spot and stalk in some cut over timber. It has always been hard to hunt because there are so many twigs and limbs often in your way. As we continued we almost stepped on two boars bedded up. We actually had to back up to take a shot. Although it was only 10 yards away from the hogs it was still hard for my son to see them, they were hid very well. After a while of trying to point them out he was finally able to see them. He had one small opening and he let his arrow fly. His boar was bigger than mine and had a ridge of hair going down his back, but they were both a deep red color. A great morning of hunting!.
After we took care of my boar we went back out to see if we could find Zach a good hog. We began checking again some areas for bedded hogs. We checked all the hay piles we could find to see if there were any hogs in the hay, but there were none. We finally decided to spot and stalk in some cut over timber. It has always been hard to hunt because there are so many twigs and limbs often in your way. As we continued we almost stepped on two boars bedded up. We actually had to back up to take a shot. Although it was only 10 yards away from the hogs it was still hard for my son to see them, they were hid very well. After a while of trying to point them out he was finally able to see them. He had one small opening and he let his arrow fly. His boar was bigger than mine and had a ridge of hair going down his back, but they were both a deep red color. A great morning of hunting!.
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