I heard a rumor..............

[sunny hill archer]

I don't care what anyone says..... Revenge is SWEET!!!!!

[Terry Green]

Wow Rob.....great writing sir...keep it coming!

[Northwest_Bowhunter]

That is an awesome hog in your picture.  Keep the story coming, this should go into traditional bowhunter magazine.

[Rob DiStefano]

Originally posted by sunny hill archer:
I don't care what anyone says..... Revenge is SWEET!!!!!

OHHHHHHH YEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!  :D

[Rob DiStefano]

You know how that can happen, sometimes?  You don't even realize you gave the command to release, and yet in an instant the shaft is gone.  Though it sported a bright yellow 4-fletch and flourescent yellow nock, I never saw the arrow in the air, never saw where it landed other than it hit the pig and she was off and running like a bat outta hell, off to my right, behind my tree stand, and into the bush.



At least half the hogs bolted along with her, but those dumb young'uns didn't seem to take heed and barely stopped rooting at the base of a large tree.  I reached into the Safari Tuff quiver and drew out another Beman arrow, dressed in hot pink 4-fletch, while the front end sported a double bevel Tusker Concorde.  Eenie meenie, tag yer it - picked out the piggy with the best opportunity and 'whiiizzzzzz', arrow on the way.  It was a deadly double lung hit on the small "cocktail" pig, with a huge patch of blood at the point of impact.  The arrow would have passed through if the ground wasn't in the way and I saw the bright pink feathers shake violently as the hog squeeled and ran less than 20 yards, and inside of two minutes it was stone dead.

[cacciatore]

Cool,hog hunting is fun.Good job Rob.

[StanM]

Awesome! Good shooting and a great read  

[Terry Green]

Last years Memories.......Just for Rob......

 

[rastaman]

Way to go Rob!
     

[NorthernCaliforniaHunter]

Nice Rob! Nice!

[tradlongbow]

Rob, Congratulations.

Darren

[Ryan Sanpei]

Good Going Rob!
         

[Jmgcurve]

Great shootin'... now where's the biggun?  

[Ray Hammond]

i see a black hog in the middle of that photo, don't I tarz?

Great goin' Rob.  I've got Josh in 12 days...he's sitting on "GO" to get here already!!!!

[Rob DiStefano]

I was somewhat concerned about where the big pig was hit.  I picked the right spot, and though I didn't see exactly where the broadhead entered, I felt it was still at least a reasonably good spot.  However, I didn't see the arrow in the hog as it ran off, nor on the ground.  Hmmm.  As always, gotta wait a good half hour or so before looking/tracking.  So I wait.  It's now about 8pm.  The drizzling rain had been replaced with oppressive humidity.  I mean hot.  Muggy.  Hard-to-breathe stifling heat and near zero air movement.  I hear some noise at the edge of the front field and out steps (what is to me) a most righteous "hogzilla".  I mean near 200# big.  Darkish black/gray, beefy big chest, with pinkish/tan scar marks on his right side and top, and sporting an obvious set of tusks.  The bushes shake and yet another hog appears - a good 100# charcoal black snorter.  Both proceed to destroy any turf in their snout's reach.  Never got closer than 40 yards.  The "little" one winded me and bolted.  Didn't phase the big ol' boy and he kept grinding away for another 5 minutes or so, then just ambled off.  Now that was a thrill, I tell ya!

'Bout 8:15 or so, now.  I climb down and fumble in my pack for my Main Beam, as the light was rapidly fading under the canopy of the bog and bush.  After about 20 yards of plodding, there's the little piggy and snapped carbon arrow.  5 yards to the left are some large splotches of blood - the beginning of the big pig's trail.  I walk back to the stand tree and drape out a Kleenex tissue on a bush to alert Terry that I'm blood trailing.  

The bush is reasonably tight and dense, but the blood trail is quite good.  Though the tracking sign is still there, I'm 50 yards or so in a deep tangle of bush and the ambient light is near gone.  It's well past 8:30pm, so I back track, following my tissue trail.  Terry had just pulled up, he saw the tissue and knew a pig was at least hit.  I took him to the little pig, he congratulated me and flashed a bigger grin when I told him I shot another, larger pig that might go 75#.  So we got down to tracking business.  Though the blood trail was relatively easy, the bush was thick and gnarly, making for slow going.  The hog trail twisted and turned, and eventually Terry sez "Hey, I see some hog flesh.".  I'm thinking "What???".  He sez, "There's yer hog, looks like about 75#!".  Well heck if I could see it, all tucked in tight into the vines, leaves, branches and whatnot!  Terry goes to pull it out and revises his last statement: it's a good 100 pounder, for sure!  I'll tell y'all one thing:  there was NO way I could've drug that hog outta that mess.  No way.  It was a big enough struggle for Terry to make that 100 yard or so drag through all that crap.  God Bless you, Terry!


 

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[SlowBowinMO]

Fun stuff, congrats on a great hunt!

The threads on here today are giving me hog fever bad...  

[Northwest_Bowhunter]

That hog is as big as you are, that was an amazing hunt!!!

             

[Northwest_Bowhunter]

Originally posted by Braveheart Archery:
The threads on here today are giving me hog fever bad...    

We don't have hogs in Washington.   :confused:    :(

[pitbull]

Awesome adventure, congrats!