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Small hog but fun hunt in the Frozen Northern Texas Arctic
I met up with an old friend last week in Texas just south of the Panhandle for some hog hunting on his lease. The first days was balmy with temps in the 60's and lots of blue sky and dust as one would expect in that part of Texas.
The next day however we awoke to a howling "blue norther". All in all we got about 15 inches of snow with drifts across the road approaching 3 to 4 feet in areas. We were able to get out of camp late in the after noon and do some tracking. Tracking hogs in fresh snow is a hoot.
We tracked this little feller for about a 1/2 mile or so when my buddy jumped him from where he was rooting. My buddy headed for high ground. I watched the whole thing unfold from my downwind position on the other side of the draw. The hog, and a crafty little devil he was, headed up the hill but just as he got out of sight of my buddy he circled and went right back to rooting in his original spot.
Unfortunately for him he didn't see me standing about 80 yards down wind and I quickly ended his worries with a 250 gr TTSX out of my .375H&H. This hog was about 150 lbs or so and pretty young, probably approaching 3 years old from looks of his teeth.
I met up with an old friend last week in Texas just south of the Panhandle for some hog hunting on his lease. The first days was balmy with temps in the 60's and lots of blue sky and dust as one would expect in that part of Texas.
The next day however we awoke to a howling "blue norther". All in all we got about 15 inches of snow with drifts across the road approaching 3 to 4 feet in areas. We were able to get out of camp late in the after noon and do some tracking. Tracking hogs in fresh snow is a hoot.
We tracked this little feller for about a 1/2 mile or so when my buddy jumped him from where he was rooting. My buddy headed for high ground. I watched the whole thing unfold from my downwind position on the other side of the draw. The hog, and a crafty little devil he was, headed up the hill but just as he got out of sight of my buddy he circled and went right back to rooting in his original spot.
Unfortunately for him he didn't see me standing about 80 yards down wind and I quickly ended his worries with a 250 gr TTSX out of my .375H&H. This hog was about 150 lbs or so and pretty young, probably approaching 3 years old from looks of his teeth.
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