Our troop met up on
Friday evening at Stretch A String outside Tyler, Texas,
grabbed a quick bite to eat, showered and headed to our
One lady saw some of her first wild hogs and was too
excited to shoot. The next night she was set up in a
blind on the edge of a creek, in front of a funnel
The hogs came in through the creek and walked underneath
her to the crossing and then came up out of the creek.
At 8:05, she shot her first hog. We were so excited for
her, we could not wait for the next text message about
how they tracked and found it.
Unfortunately, her shot wasn't good in fact it was not a
kill shot. After some solid tracking that night (and for
2 hours the next day), we all concluded the little
booger would be back soon.
We decided that the shot sliced the bottom of the hide,
but did not actually penetrate the hog.
I had set up in a ground blind that over looked a
As I was setting up
I figured I would shake the feeder to get some
extra corn into the spinner and
set it off.
I eased back to the blind and sat down,
thinking I was going to have to stalk that night. With
the full moon it should be fun, but almost everything
was under the canopy of trees which cast a lot of
Extra shadows and strange noises had me thinking Big
Foot was about to walk up to my blind.
I thought, "I think I'll stay where I'm at for a little
At about 10 pm, I decided I was ready to go back to the
house and sleep, thinking I'd get up to hunt some more
at 4 am, or 4:30, no, wait, I think 5 am sounds good.
I packed everything up, leaving a Carbon Express Maxima
3D Select nocked on my Mathews Drenalin - just in case.
Hogs move fast, so I wanted to be sure I was ready at a
At 10:15 pm I was ready to go, but I heard what I
thought was a grunt. Hogs?
Then I heard some more grunts and they were getting
Definitely hogs. Squeals and more grunts indicated they
were coming in at a run.
I hoped they didn't spook when I lit my Hawg Lite,
because the other hunters had said the hogs were jumping
Within seconds, there were 6 x 100 pound hogs and 2 or 3
x 60 pounders about 12 yards away.
Without a light, there wasn't any way I could make the
shot. (btw - Extreme makes the Trophy Hunter with the
purple haze light which is perfect for lighting sight
pins.) I drew my bow and looked to the center of the
group. I slowly pressed the Hawg Lite pressure switch
and a red beam of light lit up 2 or 3 hogs.
I couldn't find my peep! Turning off the light, I
focused on having my anchor right. The hogs never even
moved. I turned on my Lite, saying, "Trust the anchor.
Trust the anchor. 'Luke, trust the force.' Trust the
I turned the light on again. One hog stayed broadside,
then turned slightly quartering away. Hoping he wasn't
about to jump, I released an F15 fixed blade tipped
arrow which flew perfectly into its side, as evidenced
by my lighted nock.
He squealed and the entourage took off. They ran back
where they came in.
My lighted nock disappeared quickly, but I knew they
broadhead had gone all the way through and the arrow
went most of the way. I quietly and quickly loaded
Within seconds, the hogs had come back, this time they
circled the blind, staying just far enough away to be
heard, but not close enough to turn on the light.
After several minutes and some very frustrated grunts,
all went quiet. Score! Hog down, I think.
Time, 10:25. After texting big sister several times, I
checked the time - 11:05.
Time to go see if my arrow was where I shot, or maybe
close by. I went to where the hog was when shot. No
arrow. Naturally, the only light I had was a red light
on my bow.
I always forget the flashlight. I couldn't even think
about looking for blood. I looked up to where the hogs
had run to and about 60 yards away my lighted nock shone
I quietly stalked to the arrow, thinking a hog was not
too far from it. No hog, but the arrow indicated a good
lung shot. He shouldn't be too far away.
But, using a red light and not being able to see blood
too good at night, I called another hunter for help.
Although she was about to go in she agreed to help
search for the hog.
She is absolutely the best person I've
seen when it comes to looking for blood.
She can see a blood spot the size of a pinhead when it
is pitch dark out.
When she arrived, I met her at the truck. "Get your bow,
there's more hogs headed to the blind!" I said
We stalked along the tree line, in a utility power right
of way, following the grunts and snorts. Just before we
arrived at the trail to take us to the blind, we heard
them cross the creek and head in our direction.
Hearts racing, we both got ready to draw. Twigs snapped,
leaves were crushed. Closer. Then all of the sudden a
large black cow raced by us. Several other cows followed
We laughed. That's not the first time I've stalked cows
in the dark.
We went to the arrow, which I left where it had fallen.
My co-hunter went to work, looking for spots of blood.
Very few were to be found. I started walking in circles,
trying to sweep the area for the hog. I knew it was a
great shot and the hog had to be around close.
After 2 hours of looking, my expert had moved about 10
yards from the arrow. This was not looking good. The
blood trail led to the utility power right of way and
the brush opened into a overgrazed grassy area which was
about 40 yards wide.
The dirt was seeping up all liquid. The other lady said
she was ready to give up and wait until morning. I
called big sister and sadly said we can't find it. One
final thought, we would check the other side of the
right of way to see if it was laying in the tree line or
if we could quickly find some decent blood.
The full moon lit the area nicely and when I got to the
treeline, I saw my hog!
The shot had been a perfect center, double lung shot.
Funny how much bigger they look when you are on a short
stool on the ground and they are 12 yards away! Before
the shot, I guessed him to be about 100 - 120 pounds.
Now, standing above him, I changed my guess to 90 - 100
We loaded him up onto the four wheeler and headed to the
Sure enough, he was 90 pounds.
It had been a great weekend for all of us. Everyone had
seen, heard and shot at hogs. And, we had great food,
comfortable beds, and good friends to share it with.