Post by mr4pt on Jan 17, 2010 20:52:48 GMT -5
We went to visit the inlaws this weekend in Pine Bluff. The good thing about that for me and Dalton is that Robins bro n law, Russell, has some dang good hog dogs and we got a hunt together Saturday morning. I've shot a few hogs down there but had never hunted them with dogs and let me tell you it was crazy. On the way to the farm we were hunting Russell told me that if the dogs bayed then it was a big hog over 200 lbs because the dogs could not catch one that big. If we heard the dogs catch the hog it was a smaller one and we could hobble it and put it in a pen.
We let Pete, the cold-nose trail dog, out at the first bayou and he immediately struck a trail, 45 seconds later we heard a "grunt" and knew he was on a good hog. We let out the catch and bay dogs and within minutes they had the hog caught. We boogied over to get him and Russell tells me to start getting the dogs off of the hog. Now keep in mind this is all happening in a swamp thicket where you cant see past your nose. I thought he wanted the dogs off so Dalton could get a shot but in reality he wanted the dogs off because the hog was whoppin the dogs asses. Russell baled off in amongst them like a mad man and jumped on the hogs neck (one of the mountain cur catch dogs had the hog down). After a few minutes I had all the dogs back on lead lines except Dot, the lead catch dog. We got Dalton in there lined up for a shot and Russell jumped off the hog, the hog wheeled to fight Dot and Russll called Dot off. As soon as the dog was out of the way Dalton put a 20 ga slug behind the hogs ear...game over.
Russell told me that was the largest hog the dogs had ever caught and didn't know what got into the dogs because they never try to catch them that big, just bay them. We had to put 7 staples in one dogs neck, 3 staples in another dogs neck, and 4 staples in yet another dogs shoulder. Both top tusks were over 3" long, one bottom tusk was 4" and the other bottom tusk was broken off to about 1" but sharp as a razor. The hog weighed 228 lbs. Later that morning we got on another one that was twice this one's size but it broke and ran across a slough and we lost it.
We let Pete, the cold-nose trail dog, out at the first bayou and he immediately struck a trail, 45 seconds later we heard a "grunt" and knew he was on a good hog. We let out the catch and bay dogs and within minutes they had the hog caught. We boogied over to get him and Russell tells me to start getting the dogs off of the hog. Now keep in mind this is all happening in a swamp thicket where you cant see past your nose. I thought he wanted the dogs off so Dalton could get a shot but in reality he wanted the dogs off because the hog was whoppin the dogs asses. Russell baled off in amongst them like a mad man and jumped on the hogs neck (one of the mountain cur catch dogs had the hog down). After a few minutes I had all the dogs back on lead lines except Dot, the lead catch dog. We got Dalton in there lined up for a shot and Russell jumped off the hog, the hog wheeled to fight Dot and Russll called Dot off. As soon as the dog was out of the way Dalton put a 20 ga slug behind the hogs ear...game over.
Russell told me that was the largest hog the dogs had ever caught and didn't know what got into the dogs because they never try to catch them that big, just bay them. We had to put 7 staples in one dogs neck, 3 staples in another dogs neck, and 4 staples in yet another dogs shoulder. Both top tusks were over 3" long, one bottom tusk was 4" and the other bottom tusk was broken off to about 1" but sharp as a razor. The hog weighed 228 lbs. Later that morning we got on another one that was twice this one's size but it broke and ran across a slough and we lost it.
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