This is an up date to my first post on this forum. My wife, daughter, son-in-law and myself went to the back 200 acres to set out a hog trap. Going in we saw a coyote which I took a shot at with my 30/40 Krag. As I had only the five cartridges in the gun with me this left me with four cartridges left.

After setting out the trap we were returning home when we spotted 2 boars running across the pasture. Without a word said, my son-in-law took out after them in his jacked-up, big tired,
redneck special. When we got within gun range I got half out and half in the window of the truck and opened up. As the vehicle was bucking and rolling, aiming was impossible, but I was able to kill one of the hogs with my krag, but I had to use all four of my remaining cartridges.

My son-in-law hit the other hog with the truck breaking the rear legs of the remainding hog. My son-in-law and I bailed out the truck to finish off the hog and discovered that we had few tools to accomplish the task. Son-in-law told me to shoot it, which I couldn't of course, so I approached the hog and hit it over the head with my rifle butt. This simply angered the hog which went after me. This enabled son-in-law to get behind the hog and grab it by the hind legs and twist it down to the ground. He then finished it off by stabbing and cutting its throat with a 4" pocket-knife.

The blow to the hog's head broke the stock of my cherished 30/40 in half. The hog of course had been squealing the whole time until we were able to finish it off. My wife is a bit of an animal lover, no Peta type, by any means, but certainly a little too soft hearted for this kind of going ons, so she lit into us with screams of anger at me for breaking my rifle stock and at everybody involved with this hog killing. My daughter added her thoughts to the above happenings as well. It was pure pandiomium (sp). I too was unhappy by the condition of my rifle, but it was thrilling experience. I latter fixed the stock with a couple of wood screws and putty. But in the future my krag will not be used as a baseball bat. Below is a picture of the hog killing device which was employed by us in this endeavor.

LOL! That's almost comical! This is why I always carry "excessive" ammunition! One never knows what they may encounter!

Larry,

Let's get some of the number crunchers to come up with foot/pounds of energy for that baby. I 've always had a fondness for heavy and slow over high velocity projectiles!

Matt

Matt, are we talking about the energy from my rifle stock or the Chevy? I've was conciled by a forum member to always use enough...stock. I always carry enough spare ammo now to pull my right pants leg down till I'm walking on it.

LOL...Enough ammo...
Kinda reminds me of a hunting trip in S. Texas. I carried a .35 Rem (Marlin) and a Mod. 20 Glock (10mm). I had the .35 stoked full plus the remainder of the box of ammo, and for the Glock, I had a 15-rd. mag in the gun plus another 15-rounder in the holster as well as the 20 remainding rounds of that box in my belt pouch. I also had a skinning knife and a quart of water. My guide ask me why all the ammo and only a quart of water, then reminded me it was a one exotic and three hog hunt. To that I responded "have you ever seen the movie {DELIVRENCE}? To that he responded "Yes, but what does that have to do with hunting?" I said, "Well, I might be the fattest ole' boy on the hunt,but I ain't gonna squeel like a pig for nobody". Always bring enough ammo....LOL

You'd think that would be enough lead to handle whatever come your way .530, for sure.

I am the same way!! If hunting with a rifle, I will have at least 15 rounds and then a side arm with around 15 rounds -- you only need the ammo when you don't have it!!

If my Krag had been in orginal condition, perhaps I could have fixed bayonet and charged. That would have saved me some grief!

LOL!! That's not a bad idea, Larry!! Great story, thanks for sharing it with us!!

Glad you enjoyed the story, I too see the humor in it now, but at the time my wife gave me hell. I had been wanting to aquire a 30/40 Krag for many years, and after finally getting one, she didn't think it should have been used as a club. The hog squealing and our lest than polished attempt to put it out of it's misery cause me a great deal of misery I assure you. Like they say when Momma's not happy nobody is happy. For some reason she though I had bought the Krag to put in a gun cabinet, I bought it cause I wanted to hunt with it. This gun is not a collector's piece, but a run of the mill, sporterized Krag. But it is a treasure to me, battle scars and all.

Larry, have you replaced the stock yet? You know, stuff happens, and everything you experience out in the field, whether good or bad, makes you a better and more complete hunter -- at least that's how I look at it. I'll bet you carry a lot more ammo now than you did before! I always bring excessive amounts of ammo, but like I said before, you only need it when you don't have it!

No, I haven't replaced the stock, it is sound with my repair if not so pretty. I kind of like it the way it is, it's scars remind me of the incident, can't really call it a hunt, we were just going to put out a hog trap. Anyhow as long as it remains functional I'll keep it the way it is. I certainly do carry more ammo, especially on a hunt, usually five rounds in the rifle and ten on the belt. I usually have a good size knife on hand as well. I'll take a picture and post it latter, so you can see the old warrior as it is. My son-in-law made a big deal that his truck suffered no injury in this battle. Have to put up with him, as he is married to my daughter and has the dogs we hunt with.

LOL, Larry!! Looking forward to seeing pictures of the rifle! Scars are character!

Sorry it's taken so long but I've had to relearn everything. You can see the scars on this old veteran, looks bad, function good.

expermenting some, so here is another.

My wife says I am an educated redneck, so don't be offended.

You might be a redneck if...you have ever butt stroked a wounded hog. The fact that you did it with a 30-40 Krag is old school redneck as I would have expected you to be armed with an SKS.

I knew the truck would have a rebel flag on the front bumper or in the rear window. I bet some part of the truck shows evidence of a repair with Duct tape.

Now if you tell us you had half a six pack of Coors Silver Bullets or Miller Natural Lite in the cab and you and or your driver were wearing rubber ditch boots or cut-off jean shorts or a shirt with the sleeves ripped off I know you belong to the club. Extra points are awarded if the shirt was from a Skinner or Hank Jr. concert and if both of you were wearing hats you found while fishing. You do loose points for having a German Shepard rather than a Pit Bull or Coon dog in the photo unless the dog was the only thing other than trailer house payments you were awarded in the latest divorce.

Perry

You are right on several counts: There is definitely duct-tape repairs on the truck. We almost always wear rubber boots on hunting and trap moving ventures. Son-in-law often wears Hank Jr. tee shirts. The Confederate flag on the bumper matches the tattoo on his arm.

However this is a dry county and there was no beer on board the vehicle. Son-in-law is definetly of good Cajun stock, and that alone may make him and me uneligable as bonafide rednecks. The bonafide rednecks refer to him as "Boudreaux", we are in fact related to a pile of genuine Boudreauxs.

As for the dog he looks good in the picture. The repairs on the Krag are definitely Cajun engineering, but redneck worthy. One more crawfish boil and I will run for mayor of the town, and expect to win.

Please, don't anyone ask me about how a blind on our S. Tx lease came to be called the "Ten-Shot Blind"

Please, don't anyone ask me about how a blind on our S. Tx lease came to be called the "Ten-Shot Blind"[/QUOTE]

WHY??

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Originally posted by PWN375:
My wife says I am an educated redneck, so don't be offended.

You might be a redneck if...you have ever butt stroked a wounded hog. The fact that you did it with a 30-40 Krag is old school redneck as I would have expected you to be armed with an SKS.

I knew the truck would have a rebel flag on the front bumper or in the rear window. I bet some part of the truck shows evidence of a repair with Duct tape.

Now if you tell us you had half a six pack of Coors Silver Bullets or Miller Natural Lite in the cab and you and or your driver were wearing rubber ditch boots or cut-off jean shorts or a shirt with the sleeves ripped off I know you belong to the club. Extra points are awarded if the shirt was from a Skinner or Hank Jr. concert and if both of you were wearing hats you found while fishing. You do loose points for having a German Shepard rather than a Pit Bull or Coon dog in the photo unless the dog was the only thing other than trailer house payments you were awarded in the latest divorce.

Perry

LOL!! This has been a great thread! Nice repair job, Larry!

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Originally posted by Larry Matherne:
Please, don't anyone ask me about how a blind on our S. Tx lease came to be called the "Ten-Shot Blind"

WHY??[/QUOTE]

Well, it's a bit embarrassing--seems I went to the blind with my .25-06 and 9 rounds of ammo, plus my rattling horns. About the time I was ready to get down, I rattled a bit, and here he came--from the treeline about 600-yds away. Stopped about 275 yds out and hung up. I decided I could hit him and took my first shot--missed and he hightailed it for the treeline. Second shot hit him and spun him around and he ran towards me, but angling to my left. I ended up shooting all 9 rounds and only hit the buck twice. But, the first hit was a good one, and he laid down in the field, but kept his head up. Well, I get down, and Jim drives up -- I'm disgusted with my shooting and told him to go kill the dang deer with his rifle. Well, he just handed the .270 to me and told me to go finish what I had started. I did a sneak to about 80 yds from the buck, took up a good sitting position, and broke his neck with shot number 10.

And that's how it came to be called the 10-shot Blind.

Hey we all been there, I had my worst shooting ever recorded on video, which I seldom ever revisit. Thanks for sharing your humbling experience with us knowing that we all have been humbled a time or two.

This is part of being a complete hunter IMHO! dustoffer -- thanks for sharing that story!