jls41, Ben (17), Meghan (13) and I pulled out friday morning.
We spetted a few hogs about a mile away, in the river bottom.
After riding the wheelers around, closer downwind, jls41 and Ben put the stalk on them.
Meghan and I stood back and watched.
Once at 70 yards, they put the hammer down on them, and here is Ben's sow, about 130 pounds (perffect eating size). :D
This is the only hog recovered, so I'll let jls41 elaborate, if she chooses, as to why that is. :lol:
Anyway, got her field dressed, then remembered the camera, so she looks a little "thin". :oops:
Went to set the round trap late friday, and as we rounded the bend, there stood a nice 150-ish pounder in the trap staring at me.
I fire, he runs off, Ben gives chase with pistol. Ben fires at him a few times over a mile stretch and then looses him.
Set the trap, and still set the next morning, guess we stirred the trap site a bit too much.
Notice the rifle, Winchester 94 in a 30-30, that my Granny hunted with most of her life, killing about 30 Colorado Muledeer, best she can recall.
Some of ya'll have heard me talk about it, it has extended barrel, 6 inches longer than any other I have seen.
Straghtest shooting iron sites I've ever peeped through. 8)
Great weekend with the family and he brought the only meat home, good times!!!! :)
