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#1 Post by Captainkirk »

Oh, come on now...nobody is/has hunted dangerous game? (I once shot at a squirrel that I would definitely quantify as 'armed and dangerous'...but that's another story) :mrgreen:
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I have not. An oddly I don't really have the desire to. No knock against that those who do, just don't. To quote Fred Bear although I have to take deer with a bow. "I hunt deer because I love the entire process; the preparation, the excitement, and sustained suspense of trying to match my woods-lore against the finely honed instincts of these creatures."
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Well, I know graps went bear hunting. That's dangerous game, even a widdow biddy bwack bear.
C'mon, graps...give it up!
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How about flirting with a waitress while your wife is sitting right there :shock:
Is that the kind of stuff you are talking about ?
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I shot this feral pig while it was charging me .
Someone else had grabbed her piglet's about an hour before I hunted her down .
Those huge pigs will eat you if they get the chance .
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OH , I know another dangerous game I played .
This one time I was at my grandmothers house and I was about 12 years old .
The neighbor kid wanted to see if I could go with his mom shopping in town .
Now my grandmother was a Black foot and she had a very low threshold for putting up with any nonsense .
She was in her kitchen sweeping the floor , I was just outside the door when I asked her if I could go .
She said no .
I stomped my foot and said damn it ....... :shock:
That old woman tossed that broom straight up , caught it by the bristle end and that broom handle came down on the top of my head and I saw stars and my knees went week . :oops:
She never said a single word and just went back to sweeping .
Yep , That would have to bee the most dangerous game I ever played . :roll:
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graps wrote:How about flirting with a waitress while your wife is sitting right there :shock:
Is that the kind of stuff you are talking about ?
No, that's called "suicide"...
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graps wrote:I shot this feral pig while it was charging me .
Someone else had grabbed her piglet's about an hour before I hunted her down .
Those huge pigs will eat you if they get the chance .
A feral pig charging would be dangerous,IMHO... those things will open you up like you had zippers on your legs. Thanks for sharing the pic. How about the back story?
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The back story .
My cousin called me and asked if I would like a pig and I said sure .
He had a couple of the near by hog farm pigs back in his woods .
By the time I got to his house , there was a near by city police car in the driveway . Turns out it was the chief and he was a friend of my cousin and a hog farmer too .
I walked in the house and the chief told me that there was a big sow on the edge of the swamp and she was upset because he had taken her piglets .
I drove my truck back to the woods and parked near where it was suppose to be .
Got out of the truck with my .22 rifle and started walking to the edge of the swamp .
I couldn't find her and I was just walking slow and scanning the two foot tall grass .
Finally I saw a large pale rock and I figured it was her .
I closed in and sure enough it was her and she was sound asleep .
I figured I could sneak up on her and just pop her between the eyes and that would be all there is to it .
I started closing the distance , got within about 15 feet and she lifted her head , saw me , jumped to her feet and was charging me .
I pulled up my .22 and popped one round right where the X would be between her eyes and ears .
She locked up about 8 feet in front of me on the spot and fell over . I grabbed my knife and cut her throat to bleed her out .
Then a few minuets later I started to field dress her out .
The belly of that pig was almost 6 " thick and it was all I could do to hold the cavity open to clean her out .
Went back to the truck , cleaned my arms and hands off , grabbed my rope and went back after her .
I tied a slip knot around her neck and put a half hitch over her snout and off I go dragging her , off I go dragging her .
hay wait a minuet , where's the drag part ? It was as if I had tied my rope to a stump , I couldn't even make her slide an inch .
So I went up to the farm to get my cousin to bring his front end loader .
Get to the house and everybody is gone .
Went to the barn and no key in the tractor . But I found a telephone .
I called my dad and asked him if he would like to split a pig with me ?
He came to the farm with a long rope and a come along . We tied the come along to a tree and ran ropes out to the pig .
Crank , Crank.....
Well that was about 10 feet .
We did that a few times until I figured I could get my truck to where I could pull the rope .
Sure enough , pull , shorten the rope , pull , until we got her under a stout overhanging limb .
I climbed up and hooked the come along on the limb and we lifted her up and I backed the truck under her .
Took her to my dads house where we hosed her off and pulled her into the garaged and skinned her out , took the feet off and the head .
Loaded her back in my truck and took her to the butcher shop .
That pig after all that hung at 415 pounds . We figured her to be almost 800 pounds on the hoof .
My dad then told me that if I get any more free pork he don't want any because it's too much work .
Surprisingly it was some of the best pork I have ever had .
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