This past weekend I went down to Wilcox County to a friend and old fraternity brother's farm for a little pledge class reunion. It was a blast. It was great to see some guys I haven't seen in almost 20 years, catch up, and tell some stories. It was a hoot and may take me a minute to recover.
His farm is beautiful and loaded with wildlife and plenty of groceries for them. It was a little warm so there wasn't as much deer activity as we would like but I was lucky enough to take down my first hog ever. I got this nice little 110-120lb sow with my bow. I haven't really had that many opportunities at hogs since I've mainly hunted extreme Northeast Alabama my entire life.
Around 4pm a group of 5-6 came in. It was pretty thick in a little bottom where I was. She was the smallest (probably the best eating I figured) and gave me the best shot quartering away from me slightly at 40yds. I hit her right in front of her back leg and it exited right next to her front shoulder. I waited a little while before climbing down in the hopes I might see a deer. I called my buddy and got down just before dark so we could find her and get her out of there. I had good blood so I started tracking her. She was leaking pretty bad and I could see several spots where she had bedded down briefly. She would have died if I would have given her more time. By this time my buddy arrived and was walking towards me through the woods. Next thing I know this hog stands up on her front legs from behind a log about ten feet from, starts squealing and trying to come after me dragging her rear end. I finally finished her off with my FNX 45. They are tough little boogers and that was definitely a lesson for this north Alabama boy that you better watch out for a boar in that same situation.
