You’re recall was pretty good there WOW. The place we were hunting is about 3000 acres. Probably 90% of the place is open pasture. There are a couple of wooded thickets and there are a few rolling briar thickets on the side of some hills. The San Gabriel River feeds into the Little River right in the vicinity of where we bayed the boar. He was bedded on a creek that also feeds in. It’s mostly scrub oaks and briars the entire length of the creek on this property. All the rivers and tributaries have are wooded or covered by briar thickets. From where we cast the wind was blowing pretty much straight over the top of this boar and directly to us. I think the draws kinda worked in our favor as well in creating a kind of funnel. I was still impressed that they winded so accurately from that far out. The gyps weren’t able to get in and put as much mouth on the boars as the males with catch dogs in there too. They were 1.4 further north in no time. We called the male dogs in and headed to them. When we drive up Ava was hot on a hogs butt. It had broke the bay and was zigging and zagging trying to keep from getting bit. We sent the two male dogs to her and in about 200-300 yards they had a bay. Moon was still baying on the top of the river bank in a sizable briar thicket with hogs scattered all through it. We sent one catch dog hoping to get a shot at an open field hog with my green dog. We caught a sow in there and the DAWG stuck her. We had her loaded and gone to the other dogs pretty quick. Moon had relayed on the hogs that left. I don’t quite know what happened but she got bayed and then she wasn’t. Then we saw her heading straight in to the other 3 that were baying
. I feel like her hog actually ran into the other bay for numbers safety. The bay changed for a second before she got there and then again when she got there the bay broke. The bay dogs ran one down and that’s when I got to send my green catch dog to the sow and shoats in the open. He made the run down look easy and as WOW said, jumped over the shoats to catch the sow. It was very good watching. Deputy Dawg went to the bay dogs, I went to the catch dog, and WOW drove right up to us with the buggy. I caught my two dogs but Deputy Dawgs two were .89 on the river back the way we came from. We got over there and instead of sending a catch dog into the water and who knows what happening, I just shot the hog and we called it a hunt.
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