The weather as been awful here in eastern PA, rain and more rain retarding the cutting of hay thus retarding my access to ghogs. 
I went out on Saturday anyway suffering from a bad dose of "ghog fever". The weather was lousy: cloudy, chilly, and breezy. I found one field where the farmer had removed the corn exposing a tree line that I had hunted hard in the spring and early summer and taken seven hogs there. The hays was knee deep in all the other farms I hunt. So I set up on this tree line. At least I'm in the field and not watching my 17th rerun of Gunsmoke shows most of which I can almost recite the lines from.
About 6:00 PM I saw one standing at the edge of the tree line in the high grass hugging the tree line. I ranged him at 172 yards. I hunt this field with my Rem Model 7, rebarrelled with a Douglas match barrel, No. 2 contour and 20" in length since the longest possible shot is 200 yards and I like to give the Model 7 some work now and then.
Fortunately the hog is not bobbing up and down, he's just standing presumably surveying for threats. I take careful aim off my shooting sticks and send the 50 grain Nosler BT. He goes down. Later I retrieve him; he's a monster male. Perfect shot in center of the chest - instant kill.
The reminder of the hunt was wrecked by a herd of deer that came through to graze on fallen corn left behind after the harvest. They were masking the tree line. I tried spooking them but they kept coming back; ducking into the tree line then emerging a few minutes later messing up my hunt.
Probably the last hog of the season since it suppose to rain most of the week and archery starts on Saturday. 93 confirmed kills this season - won't mention the misses but I a bunch.
I went out on Saturday anyway suffering from a bad dose of "ghog fever". The weather was lousy: cloudy, chilly, and breezy. I found one field where the farmer had removed the corn exposing a tree line that I had hunted hard in the spring and early summer and taken seven hogs there. The hays was knee deep in all the other farms I hunt. So I set up on this tree line. At least I'm in the field and not watching my 17th rerun of Gunsmoke shows most of which I can almost recite the lines from.
About 6:00 PM I saw one standing at the edge of the tree line in the high grass hugging the tree line. I ranged him at 172 yards. I hunt this field with my Rem Model 7, rebarrelled with a Douglas match barrel, No. 2 contour and 20" in length since the longest possible shot is 200 yards and I like to give the Model 7 some work now and then.
Fortunately the hog is not bobbing up and down, he's just standing presumably surveying for threats. I take careful aim off my shooting sticks and send the 50 grain Nosler BT. He goes down. Later I retrieve him; he's a monster male. Perfect shot in center of the chest - instant kill.
The reminder of the hunt was wrecked by a herd of deer that came through to graze on fallen corn left behind after the harvest. They were masking the tree line. I tried spooking them but they kept coming back; ducking into the tree line then emerging a few minutes later messing up my hunt.
Probably the last hog of the season since it suppose to rain most of the week and archery starts on Saturday. 93 confirmed kills this season - won't mention the misses but I a bunch.
