




So a few months ago I was sitting around with all my brothers and brother-in-laws watching a video about hunting feral hogs. Well, somehow the conversation lead us to decide we were going to go to Texas and hunt us some pigs. One of my brother-in-laws has family in Texas who totally hooked us up. We drove 15 hours straight in a Motor Home (which was a blast), watching movies and having some great conversations. I stayed awake all through the drive and my shift started from 4am to 6:30am. It was so much fun even with all of us being tired. Well, we stayed at this deer camp which had a nice small cabin on it. The hunt basically consisted of us sitting at feeders and waiting for the pigs to come in. We went there with the hope of coming home with multiple pigs a piece but that didn't happen. We had poor weather almost the whole trip. Only one of my brothers and me even saw pigs. My brother was able to shoot and get one and had a shot there on the last night but it was a tough shot and I missed. I would almost have not seen a pig that shoot at one and miss.
2 comments:
Sounds like a fun ride!
wow!
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