Grantman
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Although this hunt was about 3 months ago I thought I may as well put it up seeing as I had some pics of it and all.
This was the first time I’d shot anything of any significant size. The neighbouring farmer had been having a pig problem and asked me, the no hunting experience noob neighbour with guns, to see if I could do anything about them. The pigs would root up lengths of his pasture land and even worse he had recently planted a paddock with turnips and wasn’t to keen on the pigs hoeing through them when they started growing. Every so often I would trek up the back of the farm packing my dragunov tigr to see if I could spot the little destroyers rooting around. I’d been up time and time again and seen virtually nothing but rooting. On a couple of occasion I’d briefly spotted a couple of very small piggies who disappeared into the bush pretty quick.
One evening I received a phone call from the farmer who said he could see a bunch of pigs and he described the location to me. This was the best chance I had yet of disposing of some pigs so I made short time getting my gear and heading up the hilly area at the back of the farm to where I understood the pigs were. Turns out I messed up the location slightly and ended up waffling around over the paddocks for a while before finally happening upon a group of pigs as I came over a short rise. The pigs would have been about 50-60 meters away on the top of another slight rise with a bit of a bowl and a few dead trees between us. The bunch consisted of a number of piglets and 3 larger pigs.
This was basically a cull to me, for the farmer’s sake, and I was going to shoot anything that moved in order wipe out this corner of the problem completely. I had my chance and I was going to inflict maximum carnage as best I could! I quickly ducked and backed down the rise, went prone and edged my way up until I could see them. They were somewhat behind the dead trees so I waited for a clear shot. After a few moments they started to come around the left edge of the bowl and I commenced hammering 203gr SP Barnaul from my Dragunov. The first and largest pig would have been approx 50 meters away and one shot through the neck area dropped it as I rose to a crouch and swung to the right to get a shot at a pig that was fleeing toward the bush line. I managed to put a bullet somewhere through the head/nose region, hard to remember. In any case that was the last moment for that piggy. I wheeled back to the left to get a bead on the remaining significant pig that was amazingly still coming toward me in the left of the shallow bowl without realising my position. 2 shots finished it off quick smart. Seeing the first pig thrashing around I sent another shot directly into its side because I thought it looked very lively when in fact it would have been merely death convulsions. Scrambling to reload I whipped out my 5 round mag, dropped it and popped in my second magazine and took aim at a piglet only about 15 meters away and squeezed the trigger. NOTHING HAPPENED! Realising I’d failed to release the bolt I desperately released it and let it slam closed. The piglets were milling about and I managed to bump off three of them, one receiving the benefit of two bullets as one was a skimmer. So in the end I had fired 9 shots and had 6 bodies littered about from approx 10 meters out to 50 meters. The Dragunov was an absolute wrecking ball. I couldn’t have done it without the semi auto and even though I botched the reload as I was scrambled to exchange magazines. The pigs hadn’t seemed to realise what was going on or where I was located.
Being the hunting noob that I was I gave the pigs to a nearby worker’s dogs. Since then, on successive shoots, I kept the decent sized pigs and they ended up being gobbled by some friends of mine. The night photos were taken the same evening after I’d gone back home and released my first magazine was still back in the paddock somewhere so I grabbed my camera and went back to recover it. By the time I took the pics night had taken over.
The family’s all here.
Pig number 1
203gr 7.62x54r can make a bit of a mess at close range (only 1 shot for this guy).
This was the first time I’d shot anything of any significant size. The neighbouring farmer had been having a pig problem and asked me, the no hunting experience noob neighbour with guns, to see if I could do anything about them. The pigs would root up lengths of his pasture land and even worse he had recently planted a paddock with turnips and wasn’t to keen on the pigs hoeing through them when they started growing. Every so often I would trek up the back of the farm packing my dragunov tigr to see if I could spot the little destroyers rooting around. I’d been up time and time again and seen virtually nothing but rooting. On a couple of occasion I’d briefly spotted a couple of very small piggies who disappeared into the bush pretty quick.
One evening I received a phone call from the farmer who said he could see a bunch of pigs and he described the location to me. This was the best chance I had yet of disposing of some pigs so I made short time getting my gear and heading up the hilly area at the back of the farm to where I understood the pigs were. Turns out I messed up the location slightly and ended up waffling around over the paddocks for a while before finally happening upon a group of pigs as I came over a short rise. The pigs would have been about 50-60 meters away on the top of another slight rise with a bit of a bowl and a few dead trees between us. The bunch consisted of a number of piglets and 3 larger pigs.
This was basically a cull to me, for the farmer’s sake, and I was going to shoot anything that moved in order wipe out this corner of the problem completely. I had my chance and I was going to inflict maximum carnage as best I could! I quickly ducked and backed down the rise, went prone and edged my way up until I could see them. They were somewhat behind the dead trees so I waited for a clear shot. After a few moments they started to come around the left edge of the bowl and I commenced hammering 203gr SP Barnaul from my Dragunov. The first and largest pig would have been approx 50 meters away and one shot through the neck area dropped it as I rose to a crouch and swung to the right to get a shot at a pig that was fleeing toward the bush line. I managed to put a bullet somewhere through the head/nose region, hard to remember. In any case that was the last moment for that piggy. I wheeled back to the left to get a bead on the remaining significant pig that was amazingly still coming toward me in the left of the shallow bowl without realising my position. 2 shots finished it off quick smart. Seeing the first pig thrashing around I sent another shot directly into its side because I thought it looked very lively when in fact it would have been merely death convulsions. Scrambling to reload I whipped out my 5 round mag, dropped it and popped in my second magazine and took aim at a piglet only about 15 meters away and squeezed the trigger. NOTHING HAPPENED! Realising I’d failed to release the bolt I desperately released it and let it slam closed. The piglets were milling about and I managed to bump off three of them, one receiving the benefit of two bullets as one was a skimmer. So in the end I had fired 9 shots and had 6 bodies littered about from approx 10 meters out to 50 meters. The Dragunov was an absolute wrecking ball. I couldn’t have done it without the semi auto and even though I botched the reload as I was scrambled to exchange magazines. The pigs hadn’t seemed to realise what was going on or where I was located.
Being the hunting noob that I was I gave the pigs to a nearby worker’s dogs. Since then, on successive shoots, I kept the decent sized pigs and they ended up being gobbled by some friends of mine. The night photos were taken the same evening after I’d gone back home and released my first magazine was still back in the paddock somewhere so I grabbed my camera and went back to recover it. By the time I took the pics night had taken over.
The family’s all here.
Pig number 1
203gr 7.62x54r can make a bit of a mess at close range (only 1 shot for this guy).
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