I've got so many... But here's a couple that I definitely won't forget.
First one, not in order of caught, was with Doodle, Fred, and I. Guys went in and we're catching a couple hogs the dogs lines out and I was staying with the truck.... Ended up hearing Fred bayed up about 600 yards away. So I back up and get close enough to hear him bayed solid... So I get Doodle, and head to him. Three hogs bayed up with just him... I got about 40yrds from em, and cut Doodle to em. They broke cause she got hit by the bigger boar in he group, and they all broke. Well her and Fred lined one of and caught, so I ran in and dispatched her with my pocket knife because I forgot my Bowie in the truck. Lol was my first solo hog. Don't get too many major adrenaline rushes anymore, but this one was for sure. Put her around 180-200+.
Next was a 325-350lbs boar out of he bottoms. Had a couple dogs on him too... Zig and Diablo lined him out and went to fighting... (Both rough dogs) and a couple other dogs too, Soka was there caught, and a pup we had named Dixie (sure would like to know how she's doing). We head to em, cut Baus and Porter(RIP) loose, they get caught, we get in to dispatch the hog, and Ben gets it done really quick. Looking around for Diablo and he's no where to be seen. Well he took one right by his butt, and ended up having to amputate his leg. He's now with redneckrob and still a hunting SOB and still rough as a cobb.
Lots of hogs have been caught, but I'd have to say those two are going to stick with me for ever...
