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Got out to a spot were we got a nice boar last year, we hadn’t been there in a while. Knowing the creek is dried up I wanted to walk right down the middle of it for a change and see what the dogs could do. I was seeing some tracks in the sand that seemed like they were from the night before.

We go about 600 yards and the dogs get interest in something, then I hear that youngest cat gyp barking. There’s a couple other barks and some pig grunting before it goes silent and all the dogs except Dan head out. He’s still down below me in the creek bed noodling around, which seemed weird considering all the other dogs were onto something. I see they’re getting near a road so I tone them back.

While I’m doing that I hear something to my left and I see a 100lb size hog flush out of his hiding spot and trot past me and go to my right, not running just stops and is hanging around. Now I’m toning the dogs thinking they’ll come back and find him/her (don’t want to misgender a pig). Hondo comes in without alerting to his presence, I see they’re coming in to about 50 yards on the Garmin then I hear Lacy barking like a machine gun. She’s only about 45 yards, Hondo heads her way and I’m thinking he’ll catch this thing. I hear a ruckus going on but it doesn’t sound like it’s caught. I get to the action and the dogs are trying to get at a group of those 100lb sized pigs under a deadfall oak and then there’s a boar every bit of 200 and of course he has those little dog killer teeth, Dan flys in tries to catch him but gets tossed, none of my rough dogs seemed to want that smoke.

I didn’t want to see this thing cut my dogs down, so I felt compelled to unleash Kimber the catch dog, I miss once, but the second shot drops him in his tracks. Now the dogs can focus on catching something they can handle, one gets caught the other escapes. We take a couple pics and start to cover the 650 yards back to the truck. Dan got cut behind his running vest on his ribs and under his chin.  Lacy girl got cut under her chin and under teet. Got them home and treated, glad we didn’t suffer anymore damage than that. Maybe we can get back to catching sows and shoats, that suits me just fine. ,

I’ve always heard there wouldn’t be so many snakes where there were a bunch of hogs. I guess that’s not the case where y’all are hunting. Hate to hear that about his dog.


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thats a rough hunt, dang summer

I’ve been ready for winter, it can’t get here soon enough.

Sounds like it got a little western glad everything came out ok

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It sure did. You and me both.

thats a rough hunt, dang summer

Do you think somebody cut those ears off or maybe someone’s hog dogs chewed them off way prior to this hunt, maybe because they didn’t want to brave the quicksand and snakes?

When I saw the boar his ears were gone but healed over, not like when those land sharks I hunt catch one. I caught a big sow a few miles away that had one ear sliced clean off season before last. Those little Jagdterriers I had at the time had no choice but to bay that big girl. They got pics of him on a game camera at the feeder.

I told my friend it’s a good thing we got him out of the way before he got big, he could’ve done more damage than what he did Friday night. Also got a call last night, he ran another hog right down to that same spot, leading the dogs back to the buggy, one of his cur dogs fell over dead, he’s thinking a snake bite.

Sounds like it got a little western glad everything came out ok

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Thanks guys, yes it was a little more exciting than I wanted. Cajun a gator would not have surprised me one bit the way things were playing out. That would’ve made that hunt the grand slam.

Tdog, I cannot verify the dna of that plott, she looks the part, she’s brindle enough but she does have natural herding ability when I saw her near cattle. Not sure if that means anything.

Sounds like a nasty spot for sure. It’s amazing how fast you got religious and walked on water when you thought the serpent was after you. The visual makes me laugh. It had me thinking about a story on a podcast. The guy said his dad, I think it was, was deathly afraid of snakes. They were out coon hunting and he stepped on the tail of this black snake and it immediately coiled up around his leg. He broke out in a run into the darkness and ran head on into a big tree knocking himself out cold. Man I can visualize that and it makes me laugh.

Something you said in your story about the hunt though, your friends PLOTT rigged and got the hog bayed. Are you sure it was a PLOTT? Surely it had some border collie in it. Either way it sounds like good dog work. Do you think somebody cut those ears off or maybe someone’s hog dogs chewed them off way prior to this hunt, maybe because they didn’t want to brave the quicksand and snakes?


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