Carried Spoon Rusty and Chip Monday evening to some country holds good hogs pretty good. Pretty quick spoon struck at 600ish. a big boar 250-280lbs beat us in a foot race to the highway about 2 miles away. Got gathered back up and sent them back same way and at half a mile they found a big sounder that we’re willing to play the game.
I knocked 3 off the sounder before they finally broke. 5 more bays later across about a mile and a half stretch I finally had all 3 dogs back together and baying 2 boar hogs in a big cut bank. Not a single bay all evening was one hog. Went from rallying the sounder to baying 2-5 at a time. The boys done real well and when we quit 8 hogs were dead and another 5 or so had lead in them.
Was supposed to make a round with deputy dawg this morning but he had to cancel on me early this morning as his little boy had gotten sick. I missed the first text completely, so I was showered and dressed fixing to jump in the truck when I seen he had to cancel.
Ran to town for a red bull and come back. Grabbed King, Theresa, lulu, and Misty.
First cast they made a half mile south and hit blacktop so I reeled them back in. Sent them north and they made another half mile loop north. Theresa come back in(she’s the least experienced, MAYBE 10 hunts so far) but the rest stayed out. They’d loop and push, loop and push. Finally about 1.5 hours later they start leaving out across these hills. They crossed a blacktop at a mile and another at 2 miles from where I turned out at. At this point reception is spotty, they’ve about run me out of country and it’s time to just go catch them. I head around. Get to that 2nd black top they crossed and they come back online treed.
Pulled off into the very edge of where my permission ends. Sent Theresa and headed to them. They had a little ole 130 lb boar. I guess he had tried to leave at first because they had him pretty chewed up but everything had gotten hot so they were set back baying. Let them have a little fun and then knocked him down right before 10am. Had to give the old dogs their props. They did not suck this morning. 2 hours, 2.25 miles as a crow flies and probably 12 miles on their feet. Bayed in his bed.
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