Had my nephew come up from Houston yesterday and was able to put him on this medium sized boar:
The boar didn’t come in until 1:00 a.m. and the shot opportunity was only seconds long. Mark was up to the task however, the hog never knew what hit him.
I was backing him up with my SOCOM (Nephew with my .458):
No follow up shots were necessary.
It was brutally hot and muggy but we stuck it out. We watched raccoons feeding under the lights for hours and “finding them” in the scope was enough to hold Mark’s attention until the Boar showed up.
Just before 1:00 a.m. I noticed a couple of the coons scurry up a tree. I told Mark to “get ready” and watch carefully. I was able to see the bait site better through my scope than he could, so I spotted the boar when he stuck his head out of the bushes.
The boar slowly stepped out into the opening but immediately turned up the trail to his left. He started walking out of the shooting lane and would be gone in just seconds. I whispered to Mark “hit him now….” but the instruction was un-needed. I barely had the last word out…. when the 6.8 barked and the hog dropped.
Most of our hogs are Black….but this one sported a really beautiful reddish-brown coat. (A fine looking animal as hogs go).
Anyway, it was fun for the young man and the official hog count (this year) is now at 33.
