Boar hunting in Texas

Is it a Tank no its a boar....

It started out with another hot summer day , driving the senderos an seeing several packs of wild hogs. We saw several good looking rams , Four Trans-Caspians to a great big Yak. After spending an hour into the heat of the evening. Hunter Todd Skaggs and I decided to glass for varmints: Coyotes and Bobcats due to the dimming light.

After talking about different hog hunts and figuring out our styles of hunting are similar. I knew that we were going to have a great hunt for the next two days.

We headed for the tree stands early to see if we could spot a boar. After waiting for thirty minutes or so after light. I told Todd lets start searching the ponds since its getting up in heat and hogs need to wallow , to keep cool.

Sure enough the sun had set upon us to its normal heat of over 100 for the last 30 days. We decided to head for lunch. Being a well determined hunter that Todd is, he said "we still got this evening and tomorrow morning for hunting".

Later that day we geared up and headed for the senderos. The heat was upon us and we sat a a small pond where we ran up a small boar of 150lbs or so. We waited for a while longer and decided to go look at the larger pond.

While walking to the pond we saw a very good fallow buck in velvet. Keeping an eye on us we continued to walk and around the pond.

As we approached the back side we saw the following, a huge boar rooting and wallowing. Both Todd and I walked to get to a him into a range.

The Boar wallowed and never got wind of us. In fact his sized amazed both of us. He was definitely a cross between a Feral Hog and a Russian Boar. I had seen some huge boars and seen a huge feral taken two years ago. This one was different it was shaped different, in fact it looked like a Sherman tank.

As Todd gathered himself he showed me the special broad heads that he had made. Just a day before he had showed them to me and told me that those arrows were designed for Cape Buffalo. They had a special serrated blade with an extremely wide range of blade depth.

Todd said this spot will be a good one. He started to draw and while he was drawing, I stood back and watched and filmed. With a good shot he hit the boar with a well placed shot in my book and that Tank stood up and ran.

We found large puddles of blood and tracked the boar for about 150 yards where I told Todd here is you shot coming up. Todd drew the bow and bang another well placed shot in the neck, again the boar ran.

This time I tracked the blood for well over half a mile. The boar-tank left a trail of blood with heavy puddles around every fifty feet. After trailing him for about half an hour. We spotted the boar turning back and going over his tail. never before had I seen anything of the sort. Except for stories of cape buffalo. for about another half an hour and around another half a mile the boar stops and charges.

This Time Todd hits the Boar on the run, around 30 feet from us I take a shot with my 475 Limbaugh. the Boar rolls and disappears. After a two hour search with no more blood trail. I called in the trailing dogs from Asherton Texas.

We stopped looking around 9pm and the dogs arrived at 9:30pm. With the dogs we trailed until 3:30am. In which we found and caught 5 hogs, ran several pack, and were out witted by the Tank.

Early the next morning Todd and I head back to the trail and never saw the Hog, we never found blood nor saw buzzards circling. As we drove to the San Antonio airport we talked about hunting and how we were beaten by a boar tank.

Continue part two.