Well Just got back from the hunt a few hours ago.
Had a great time catching up with my cousin. My 2 college aged sons and my nephew came along. On the good news for my cousin there weren't any hogs coming on his property. Not a track at the feeders all week. We spent one night until about 2 am watching a couple of them with night vision but only saw deer and rabbits. So my cousin called his cousin (who's father had joined the Army with my dad in '54) He had over 400 acres a couple miles away in a river bottom. Said he had hogs coming in all the time, come on over and kill them, although they had shot 2 the night before in the area they always see them. So we went over about 6 PM and set up in an area they call the Bone Yard, had a nice stinky dead cow in it. Saw some eyes reflecting in the IR lights across the field but couldn't positively identify them as hogs so I didn't shoot. Heard grunting and snorting on 3 sides of us, but couldn't see them to take a shot. But it was enough to set the hook on us.
We came back the following night and split up. My older son went into the woods behind the Bone Yard, while my nephew and younger son set up on one side of a mesquite thicket and I set up on the other side. About 7:30 PM I saw a big spotted sow and a bunch of piglets go by on the other side of the fence on the neighbors property. I didn't take a shot because I thought they might come out where the boys were. They disappeared but about 8:15 just as the sun was going down one black hog came under the fence on my side of the thicket. He was headed away from where everyone else was so I took a shot, he circled around and I kept shooting. My 2nd shot hit him on the run, then I missed a few. By that time my younger son and nephew had moved enough through the mesquite to join in on the shooting. The pig was still running around and my nephew hit it in the hind quarter breaking his hip. After a bunch of squealing he finally died.
Here is the video of my hog kill.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rPVj6eZBkUs&feature=youtu.be
Here he is dead:
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And here is where he ended up the following day:
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As I cooked him up on the smoker the boys decided to head back out one last time. In the mean time my cousin had talked to his cousin and he said shoot them on the other side of the fence and drag them back over.
The boys were back in place a little after 6 and the spotted sow and some piglets came by. My nephew had brought his .270 Encore instead of his AR15 and hammered the big sow. My boys were a little to far away and the piglets ran off before my nephew could reload his Encore. But they came back and the boys each scored a little piglet. They waited another hour but the rest of the piglets never came back.
Here is the sow and piglets:
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Here is one of the piglets with my knife sheath on it:
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All in all a great week. We killed some pigs, drank some beer, spent some time on my cousins range (not while drinking beer), ate well and made some great memories.