Upon arrival at 8:30 for our walk-and-stalk hunt at The Boars Nest with no guides or hounds for 100-200 pound eating pigs, we were told that we had been invaded by boars from the Trophy pasture due to fence damage during the recent 9 days flood in this part of OK and TX.
Imagine our surprise and disappointment!

The three of us walked to our usual favorite early hunt places (me backed into a large cedar for concealment and the others to my right near the swamp) and soon four 200-300 pound boar buddies trotted into my view in a small clearing 35 yards directly in front of,me. I could not resist the temptation and dropped two of them with head shots; the others ran off toward other hunters and soon a shot rang out and another boar was down.
A girl guide/game retriever arrived on a four wheeler followed by pickup truck, loaded my hogs, and left for the cleaning area.
Before long, another shot was heard and a pig squealed and grunted nearby, beginning a saga that was to last for several hours. Our little group walked the area for a couple of hours without locating the large black boar that was wounded. We flushed groups of hogs several times without seeing the wounded boar until just before noon when he was spotted heading for the swamp with apparent blood on the right ham.
We took a break to shed jackets and grab a snack and watch the girls butcher our three boars. They were meticulous and did a great job, even washing each piece before putting it into the correct cooler. This was only the second time I had seen women cleaning game at an OK or Texas shooting preserve.

Then back to the game fields and my favorite lucky "tree stand" where I stripped off a fresh supply of cedar needles for scent to cover body scent. Another shot from the swamp to my right and Hampshire feral hog ran past my area followed by the guide on her ATV. She told me the boar had been shot across the muzzle and we decided to take it. She may have been raised herding cattle, because in no time she had passed the boar and started him my way, calling out to say "the Hampshire is coming"! Through a thin stand of leafless trees I saw him heading for the same clearing in which the other two boars had fallen. Rifle at my shoulder with scope on the edge of the clearing, it was easy to pick him up, track the front shoulder, and make a killing shot which took him down.



(the pic must be resized to be posted, but take my word, for it was a great shot)

When my guide shut down her ATV, we high fived and she recommended having the dog handler loose the trailing hounds to locate the wounded black boar; who was I to challenge someone so expert in the game?

Within a half hour, the hounds bayed a black boar about 50 yards into the woods from me before it broke cover and headed for points south. The pack and ATV followed until the boar was bayed and then she came tearing back past to me to pick up the hunter that wounded a black boar. They soon came back by me and disappeared into the woods. The dogs ceased baying, a shot rang out, and we had our fifth boar. The girls picked the last two dead boars and went back to camp to clean them. We hunters walked slowly back to camp thinking all was well, but soon learned that the hound handler was still out with his pack after the red-butted boar. They eventually dragged back also, having bayed the boar before he broke free and made it back to the swamp. Now we will have to go back another day to catch up with that big black boar!

Simply outstanding!

Cr,
Which firearm did you use? & where did this hunt take place?

While I often hunt with a lever gun, as did both my buddies on this hunt, I used my old deer rifle. This pre 1964 Model 70 Featherweight in .308. It hs been tuned to my needs over the years and fits me like my old Parker shotguns. Picture later.



The Boars Nest is in OK, just north of the Red River and west of H75; just 1.5 hour drive from the farm.

Made 65 one pound packages of breakfast sausage and we tried it this morning.
They have the spices just right in this batch!
Good tenderloin medallions coming soon - yum

Unanticipated consequence was that the need for freezer space brought on mass cooking and bottling of peach jam made with frozen peaches from our trees. More YUUMM!!

Holy crap, how did I miss this report?

CR:
Great report.

Bill:
It's hard to keep up with all of 'em.

George