Im only five years old. I wanted to go hunting with my dad and older brother who is thirteen. So I tagged along. It was youth weekend. We could not make it for Saturday morning but, were there for the evening hunt. At six o'clock out came this hog at 100 yards. I got ready and down went this hog on its tracks. Now, I know im an official hunter. The best day of my life.

Early morning deer hunt turned into a hog kill with my Mathews Reezen, 125 grain Muzzy nailed him. Aussie John

The early morning aftermath of hogs.....and yes..all those divits are from the herd of hogs the night before........I spent the entire weekend up at my friends place and we didnt see a hog 1..........but they were there like ghosts coming and going all different times of the night........lol.....or better said...when we werent there........kill and trap-em all

Romney,Tx...Eastland,Co. 

Shot this one on my Florida lease this morning at first light.  Passed on two two hundred pounders because I was lazy.  Will be on the grill this afternoon.  Fresh baby back ribs.

I was hunting axis deer all morning and was heading back to the truck,when a herd of does started barking nonstop.I ignored it for a few minutes then figured I would take a look.I found the herd in a small valley filled with vine and cactus a couple hundred yards away.

I am looking the herd over when I see this Calico boar cruising through the valley.He ends up right in the middle of a pile of deer that are all in panic mode.I put the reticle on him,pulled the trigger and the Rem 700 308 did the rest.

My son Jesse shot his 1st hog on opening day...dad could'nt be prouder. Its was a foggy morning and the hogs came to our feeder at about 6:45 in the morning. My son had never shot with a rifle...so I lend him my 22mag. As we were trying to pick the right one for him...shots started ringing out all around us...since we are surrounded by other lease's. The Hogs started to scattered...I told him shoot as soon as he had a shoulder shot..sure enough he let the round go...hogs ran in all directions...i thought he had missed...but jesse insisted he had place a good shot in the heart...we waited till about 9am to go and look for blood...didnt find any so started walking towards our feeder and sure enough their he lay...his 1st porker about 40lbs shot at 54yds...dad and son gave each other a high 5 and several yells of victory...Ill never forget that morning...so when you have a chance take your child hunting...you wont regret it.

While hunting at my deer lease in south texas, I harvest this 100lb boar at 75yds. Had'nt seen nothing all morning, just cows in my sendero.  At about 8:30am this porker show's up...he started eating next to cows with no problem. Every time i was going to pull the trigger of my 308 Savage...the cows would get in the way.  It took about 5 mins before I got opprotunity to get a neck shot. Patients paid off!!!

This is a Cajun shot East Texas wild boar from around Elkhart at 8:30 at night on November 2, 2009. There was a full moon and I used an ATN Aries 390 Paladin night vision scope with a weaver mount on a Tompson Center Venture 306. The round hit 3/4 of an inch behind the ear at over 90 yards and the hog froze on all fours as he was hit. I called my brother on the wireless and said I missed him shoot him Eric. He shot and hit the hog in the leg at the elbow and the bullet splintered the leg and the hog fell over to our delight. We had got him. The shot at the leg shattered the leg but did not hit the hog as we walked up on the hog there was no sign of a good hit on him. Until we searched throughly did we find the hole behind the ear. I went to get my Uncle and the truck and Eric was going to guard the hog from preditors from the stand. The truck fell through the bridge at Hank's crossing on Squirl Creek and we had to go back to the barn to get the tractor to get the truck off the bridge. The tractor could not get the truck up out of the hole and we were back to the barn for a jack to lift the truck and pull it off the bridge. My uncle said, "well at least we did not need the car to jump the tractor. to get the truck off the bridge." Once the truck was off the bridge we fixed the hole and drove down to the lower part of the pastures to retreive the hog that Eric had defended from at least on attack by Cayotes. He said what took you two so long and we told him the about the troubles. We finished gutting the hog up by the house that night and Hank said well boys I have had enough fun I am off to bed. He is 87 and quite a sport about everything. The next day we tore the bridge completely apart and repaired it to last for the next fifty years. HERBIE was the hog we saw the next night wadding accross the three feet of water in the bottom of the pasture where Squirl Creek and Turkey Creek come together and a beaver has decided to make a place for himself. HERBIE snorted each time he had strided in a motion through the water. We both had beeds on him at 50 yards with no chance of missing but I said to my brother Eric do not shoot him till he gets out of the water because the mud was knee deep plus the water it would not be fun to pul that hog out.  He agreed and HERBIE winded us. Showed us his hind quarters and made for the woods. HERBIE was three times the size of the hog we shot. The butcher said the hog was two and a half years old and the hog weighed after gutting around 175 to 200. These are photos the next morning on our way to the butcher. We are going after HERBIE this spring.

Got these hogs early this morning. Some good eating