relicshunter
36 Cal.
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Well it's been a ridiculous year for deer. During archery neither Jay or I could get a deer to just be in the right spot at the right time. They were either running or sneaking or the wind was swirling :cursing: We hunt crowded public land and no one did very well. On to Muzzle loader season. Hardly any rubs, very little deer sign, I always have a hard time not getting distracted by hogs when I am set up for deer. So Jay rattles his antlers and I hear something run toward me but still out a bit. I am thinking deer, but nothing show up. A short while later I hear a pig fussing, so here I sit hoping they come my way. I usually would sneak off into the woods after them, but I am up a tree. Now a bit of time has passed and it's close to sundown, I decide to check out the area deeper in and plan the morning hunt. It's a beautiful mixed hardwood and 8'or so palms with grass here and there. You can see fairly well past the palms but so can the game. I get in a little ways to where I heard the pig and I see a black pig moving along. I am waiting for it to slow down a bit and It joins another larger one that's not moving. Well ok the red one it is. I pulled the trigger and I see it to the left past the smoke, looks like it won't be going far. I quickly reload because the black one has not run off to much. I head slowly after it and scanning for the red one to make sure it dropped. I just can't get the black one through the brush. It not worth the risk with a 45 RB. I call Jay and tell him grab the cart. This was my second pig with a smoke pole.
A couple weeks later we head out to a place with coastal tide marshes to find some pigs. Usually :redface: 99% of the time we load the guns when we get past the gate. Well we didn't, and just as we get almost to the marsh a group of nice size pigs cross the road. Quick park and load, I fumbled through the process, I missed with some of the powder( I thought) when I pushed the ram rod down it seamed to far. I showed Jay and he was sure I goofed some how. Pigs are a bad addiction for me, I scurried off after them. Well that group just got to far to get on and we went in search of others. about an hour later we had a group run right up on us( traveling along the marsh). I was pretty sure that I was carrying a dud and made sure Jay knew he better shoot first. He shoots one and the smoke blew over me, I tried anyway but confirmed I had messed up the loading. We found the pig and headed out. He reloaded and sent me way ahead with his properly loaded 50 cal to see if I could redeem myself. It's a very hoggy place and as luck would have it I heard a couple feeding by a fresh water marsh on the way out and waited for one to clear the thick brush and dropped another one for the freezer. They both had really curly hair. The pictures are lousy, too tired to think, too hot to work.