Hey guys
Shot my first warthog two days ago with my Lyman Trade rifle .50(90gn FF and a REAL320gn). The shot was good(or at least i thought so), just behind the shoulder but man this piece of bacon was tough. After the first shot, the pig ran in circles and was slowly coming towards me. I quickly tried to load up another shot but got a bullet stuck halfway down the barrel. I couldnt find anythind to hammer the ramrod down with, so holding the rifle i rammed the ramrod against a tree and broke the rod in two places. I had no other option but to fire with the jammed bullet. After the smoke cleard, and examining my head to make sure it was still in one piece, i noticed that i missed the warthog, lovely, now what? The pig was still comming towards me, at one point i was holding my lyman buy the barrel ready to bash that piglets head in as he passed only 3 or 4 meters away from me. I dropped the rifle and ran back to my car and grabed my trapper .50 pistol and loaded it with 50gn FFF and a patched .490 rb and ran back to the pig. As i walked up to where the pig was last seen, the bugger came out of the bushes straight for me. I promptly gave him a head-ache that put him down for good. That was one hair-raising hunt. From now on, my trapper will always be tucked into my belt and my tomahawk will be on my back.
I take my hat off to our/my forefathers that used to go out after dangerous game with voorlaiers, hell.... i was almost done in by a warthog.
Shot my first warthog two days ago with my Lyman Trade rifle .50(90gn FF and a REAL320gn). The shot was good(or at least i thought so), just behind the shoulder but man this piece of bacon was tough. After the first shot, the pig ran in circles and was slowly coming towards me. I quickly tried to load up another shot but got a bullet stuck halfway down the barrel. I couldnt find anythind to hammer the ramrod down with, so holding the rifle i rammed the ramrod against a tree and broke the rod in two places. I had no other option but to fire with the jammed bullet. After the smoke cleard, and examining my head to make sure it was still in one piece, i noticed that i missed the warthog, lovely, now what? The pig was still comming towards me, at one point i was holding my lyman buy the barrel ready to bash that piglets head in as he passed only 3 or 4 meters away from me. I dropped the rifle and ran back to my car and grabed my trapper .50 pistol and loaded it with 50gn FFF and a patched .490 rb and ran back to the pig. As i walked up to where the pig was last seen, the bugger came out of the bushes straight for me. I promptly gave him a head-ache that put him down for good. That was one hair-raising hunt. From now on, my trapper will always be tucked into my belt and my tomahawk will be on my back.
I take my hat off to our/my forefathers that used to go out after dangerous game with voorlaiers, hell.... i was almost done in by a warthog.