I left work Tuesday to check my game cameras, since I have gotten the first pic of a hog, I'm always WELL armed
. I pulled up to my unload spot and shut the truck off, then thought back to some earlier pics that showed I miss the rooters by 15 minutes. So I cranked the diesel "goat" back up, preceeded to check the 3 game cameras. Just as I flipped the off switch off on the first camera, I look down the road, and out he steps from a narrow strip of brush between the road and a creek. "OH BOY, did you just f*** up" was the first words I said, and he must have heard because he looked staight at me with a look of "OH S**T!!!". I knocked the safety off on my trusty firearm and open fire, the hog was quartering hard to me, but I was aiming at the "white of his eyes", he spun and crossed the road. About that time, the others decided it was high time to get while the gettin was good, little did they know that my gun had jammed. By the time I had another round chambered, it was all over
. I went to check for blood or hair and found neither
. I know my gun is not off so I don't know what has happened, but I'm not going to check the rest of my cameras in the dark. As I am walking up to the third camera, look up, there is a hog broadside, now when it comes to me and hogs, "IF THEYR'E STILL STANDING, I'M NOT DONE SHOOTING"
. Aimed at the sweet spot, fired, the hog went bout another 30 feet, still standing, still shooting, hog went another 10 feet and went down
. Went to check if this is the same hog that I started with, shurnough, the one I started with. Called a buddy to offer him the pig and help getting it out. My pig was more than he wanted to tackle that late.. Ended up getting my dad and uncle to help dress out the 175 LB. pig, and without their help, I know I wouldn't have been at work on Wen... Carried it to "The Front Porch" which is north of Banner and where I had the 2 does processed at.