Posted By: HuntTXhogs
Big Boar - DOWN wait no he isn't.... - 01/24/11 02:24 AM
Saturday Evening in Stephens Co. TX.
This guy was cross the open field around 9PM. I first spotted him at the tree line edge (375 yrds) but I couldn't identify if he was a small cow or hog. He eventually began walking rapidly across the field and that is when the shooting began. I had not factored in the distance as I had to wait till he was midway across to begin shooting so in my mind I was thinking 350 yards but in reality he was about 240 yards away. I shoot with a night vision monocular adapted to the back of a day scope so depth perception is somewhat skewed. Sounds like an excuse, I know...
So first bullet goes over his back and he starts a full gallop, slighty quartering away from me. I jack in a new round and I am still thinking 350yards so BOOM holding high and he stops running and seems confused (as in where am I shooting from). This is probably due to the muzzle brake I have on the gun is directs muzzle blast back to me. So I jack in round #3 and steady myself NOW FINALLY DAWNING ON ME I AM TOO HIGH and pull the trigger with the cross hairs on his shoulder... CLICK. MISFIRE (later verified the primer was struck didn't fire off) . So I jack in the last round in my .270 Marlin's magazine. Pig has now again started walking rapidly away I place it on the top of his shoulder and squeeze. HIT !!!
At this point I am out of bullets the hog takes the hit but continues walking. I frantically paw for new ammo, its dark in the blind I grab the box and whip it open and rounds fallout like confetti out of a pinata. I paw for another round on the floor locate insert reacquire hog in scope and he is standing but not moving. I watch thinking to myself that maybe I hit him on one of the initial shots, I know I hit him on the last... I don't want to continue to put holes in him. About 3 minutes pass and he falls over sucumbing to death.
Or so I thought...
About 20 minutes pass while I get out of the stand wait for my hunting buddy to arrive at the location with the truck. We head out on the field and locate him with nightvision, he is about 150 yards in off the perimeter road so we decide to dismount the vehicle and drag him to the truck. I have my 7.62x39 and a red light in hand and my buddy has his .45 Ruger Bisley on his hip. We walk to with 15 feet of him using the red light and he is laying still, DEAD still. My hunting partner says "Wait" grabs a mud clod and heaves it at him, strikes him in the head. He grunts STANDS and bolts off!!! I drop the redlight and hit the EWT Kill Light on my gun but cannot acquire him in that scope my partner raises his .45 and just as I get an image of his backside in the scope he fires, bullet appeared to hit the dirt between his legs. Frantically I run the 150 yards back to the truck, grab the night vision, I scan the field and see that he ran about another hundred yards and collapsed AGAIN.
I grab the Remington R-25 .308 and head back to my hunting buddy. We take the red light and the gun and begin stalking up on him again to within about 40 yards. I kneel and get ready to shoot , the red light goes on him, he stands again I place the crosshairs on his lower should and fire, direct hit. He stumbles and runs again.
This is a No BS story guys
Night vision detects he ran about 30 yards and dropped. We close the distance on him once more. We can hear him grunting so we know he is still alive, same thing I kneel, red light goes on and UNBELIEVABLY he stands again. Same point of aim low shoulder (I am trying for a vitals shot) and direct hit, rolls him right over.
He ran no more but it took a head shot point blank to end his misery.
Guys I don't like shooting an animal more than once, ever. BUT I took what I believe was three ethical KILL SHOTS and he would not die.
Once we got him back to camp, weighed him (178 lbs) and opened him up for backstraps we retrieved someone elses .22 caliber bullet from his neck (old wound), we took my Berger 140 grain bullet out of the top of his shoulder blade (first .270 hit) and we could recover none of the .308 bullets. None passed through his hide or shoulder (2x 40-50 yard shots).
This is the toughest animal I have ever dealt with, he was BUILT LIKE A TANK.
BB
This guy was cross the open field around 9PM. I first spotted him at the tree line edge (375 yrds) but I couldn't identify if he was a small cow or hog. He eventually began walking rapidly across the field and that is when the shooting began. I had not factored in the distance as I had to wait till he was midway across to begin shooting so in my mind I was thinking 350 yards but in reality he was about 240 yards away. I shoot with a night vision monocular adapted to the back of a day scope so depth perception is somewhat skewed. Sounds like an excuse, I know...
So first bullet goes over his back and he starts a full gallop, slighty quartering away from me. I jack in a new round and I am still thinking 350yards so BOOM holding high and he stops running and seems confused (as in where am I shooting from). This is probably due to the muzzle brake I have on the gun is directs muzzle blast back to me. So I jack in round #3 and steady myself NOW FINALLY DAWNING ON ME I AM TOO HIGH and pull the trigger with the cross hairs on his shoulder... CLICK. MISFIRE (later verified the primer was struck didn't fire off) . So I jack in the last round in my .270 Marlin's magazine. Pig has now again started walking rapidly away I place it on the top of his shoulder and squeeze. HIT !!!
At this point I am out of bullets the hog takes the hit but continues walking. I frantically paw for new ammo, its dark in the blind I grab the box and whip it open and rounds fallout like confetti out of a pinata. I paw for another round on the floor locate insert reacquire hog in scope and he is standing but not moving. I watch thinking to myself that maybe I hit him on one of the initial shots, I know I hit him on the last... I don't want to continue to put holes in him. About 3 minutes pass and he falls over sucumbing to death.
Or so I thought...
About 20 minutes pass while I get out of the stand wait for my hunting buddy to arrive at the location with the truck. We head out on the field and locate him with nightvision, he is about 150 yards in off the perimeter road so we decide to dismount the vehicle and drag him to the truck. I have my 7.62x39 and a red light in hand and my buddy has his .45 Ruger Bisley on his hip. We walk to with 15 feet of him using the red light and he is laying still, DEAD still. My hunting partner says "Wait" grabs a mud clod and heaves it at him, strikes him in the head. He grunts STANDS and bolts off!!! I drop the redlight and hit the EWT Kill Light on my gun but cannot acquire him in that scope my partner raises his .45 and just as I get an image of his backside in the scope he fires, bullet appeared to hit the dirt between his legs. Frantically I run the 150 yards back to the truck, grab the night vision, I scan the field and see that he ran about another hundred yards and collapsed AGAIN.
I grab the Remington R-25 .308 and head back to my hunting buddy. We take the red light and the gun and begin stalking up on him again to within about 40 yards. I kneel and get ready to shoot , the red light goes on him, he stands again I place the crosshairs on his lower should and fire, direct hit. He stumbles and runs again.
This is a No BS story guys
Night vision detects he ran about 30 yards and dropped. We close the distance on him once more. We can hear him grunting so we know he is still alive, same thing I kneel, red light goes on and UNBELIEVABLY he stands again. Same point of aim low shoulder (I am trying for a vitals shot) and direct hit, rolls him right over.
He ran no more but it took a head shot point blank to end his misery.
Guys I don't like shooting an animal more than once, ever. BUT I took what I believe was three ethical KILL SHOTS and he would not die.
Once we got him back to camp, weighed him (178 lbs) and opened him up for backstraps we retrieved someone elses .22 caliber bullet from his neck (old wound), we took my Berger 140 grain bullet out of the top of his shoulder blade (first .270 hit) and we could recover none of the .308 bullets. None passed through his hide or shoulder (2x 40-50 yard shots).
This is the toughest animal I have ever dealt with, he was BUILT LIKE A TANK.
BB