Tall Grass Boar

Zen Archery · August 29, 2017, 01:36 PM

Could barely see see this thing in the grass.
When we walked up to it...
O! my! This things a toad!
Click here for video.

huntfisheat · August 29, 2017, 01:40 PM

Nice good eating.

Wyosmith · September 5, 2017, 08:55 PM

Dang Zen, you make a lot of pork!
Looking at the pics of you, and seeing you don't weight 550 pounds, you can't be eating it all.

What do you do with it all?

birdshot · September 5, 2017, 10:11 PM

When I saw the title I recalled a hunt on The Aransas Wildlife Refuge several years back. I was hunting with my dad and we were heading toward some taller trees along the bay. I was walking about 5 feet in the rear, when we heard branches snapping in a small oak mot about 20 feet off the trail, to our left. Figuring it was a hog, I got ready holding a knocked arrow in my bow. When the hog finally appeared he was only about 10 feet from us, running full tilt. He went between us, hitting my arrow as he ran by. The arrow fell from my bow and he disappeared in a stride into the brush on the other side of the trail. I looked at my dad and he said, "Wow".

August 29, 2017, 01:36 PM	#1
Zen Archery Senior Member Join Date: January 30, 2005 Posts: 274	Tall Grass Boar Could barely see see this thing in the grass. When we walked up to it... O! my! This things a toad! Click here for video. __________________ Video Hunting Library

August 29, 2017, 01:40 PM	#2
huntfisheat Junior member Join Date: January 13, 2016 Posts: 24	Nice good eating.

September 5, 2017, 08:55 PM	#3
Wyosmith Senior Member Join Date: December 29, 2010 Location: Shoshoni Wyoming Posts: 2,713	Dang Zen, you make a lot of pork! Looking at the pics of you, and seeing you don't weight 550 pounds, you can't be eating it all. What do you do with it all?

September 5, 2017, 10:11 PM	#4
birdshot Senior Member Join Date: January 17, 2008 Location: north platte nebraska Posts: 344	When I saw the title I recalled a hunt on The Aransas Wildlife Refuge several years back. I was hunting with my dad and we were heading toward some taller trees along the bay. I was walking about 5 feet in the rear, when we heard branches snapping in a small oak mot about 20 feet off the trail, to our left. Figuring it was a hog, I got ready holding a knocked arrow in my bow. When the hog finally appeared he was only about 10 feet from us, running full tilt. He went between us, hitting my arrow as he ran by. The arrow fell from my bow and he disappeared in a stride into the brush on the other side of the trail. I looked at my dad and he said, "Wow".