OK--friends home from overseas and their youngest daughter (16) wanted to go pig hunting. Took her to the range for a checkout on the M70 and no problems. Tuesday night we went for a sit--and got shut out. Then Thursday night (last night) we went back for another ambush. Over a 3-hour periods, it went something like this: Pig #1 shows up, Anna gets on the bipod and I'm waiting for the "boom" and then the hog strolls off. Pigs lead 1-0. She whispers to me "You told me about the adrenaline rush, but WOW!"

Pig #2 shows up, without warning-just walking across our shooting lane silhouetted, without offering a shot--and the wind was twitchy so might have gotten a sniff. Pigs up 2-0. Pig #3 appears on the back side of the pen in the low light area, Anna puts on the ear muffs, gets on the shooting sticks, and I am watching thru the binocs. "CLICK" is all we hear and she gives me a "WTH?" look. I take the rifle, work the bolt, and both rounds are in the mag, so a failure to feed---ammo wasn't level or she didn't have the bolt all the way to the rear. Pigs lead 3-0. :-(

Just about at the stroke of midnight, there is another pig at the back side of the pen--repeat the process, and "BAM!" I hear the "whop" and see the pig's legs buckle in a cloud of dust. She can't see anything and all she wants to know is "Did I miss?" Tell her no but we are gonna sit and wait 5 minutes or so before walking down to the feed pen. Get down there and I see the hog laying dead, but she isn't really seeing a dead hog until we get within about 10', and then it is high 5 time. Nailed him in the head--first animal (other than a bird w/a pellet rifle) she's shot. Weight--173 lbs. and he had about an inch of dried caked mud on both sides, so would have been good arrow armor.

Thats great, bet it won't be her last.

nice meat hog