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Hog hunting ain't for wimps
allen griggs
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I used to live in a litte house along the Oconee River Swamps in central Ga. One afternoon John and Bud [real names, the statute of limitations has passed] were hunting hogs in the swamp. I had passed on hunting that day, I was hanging around the swamp. Right at dark they came up to the house. They wanted me to help them look for a wounded boar Bud has shot with the muzzleloader. Of course it occurred to me, Why hadn't they got it themselves, John was hunting with the .35 Marlin. But I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. I got my .45 Model 1911 and we drove down into the swamp in the truck. We found the spot where Bud had shot the boar and started to follow the blood trail. I was first with the pistol. Bud was second with the big flashlight. John was last with the rifle. We tracked that hog about 150 yards, mostly on hands and knees.Damn it is dark in that swamp, there is no house for about 3 miles. ,As little blood as we found, we knew the hog might still be alive. Just then I saw the hog. Bud held the light and I aimed and fired. The hog was kinda jumping around and snorting. I couldn't tell if I hit him or not, it is hard to tell in the dark, it is hard to aim. I quickly aimed and pulled the trigger again. Nothing. Jammed. I had been scared but confident all along, now I was really scared. I wanted to hear that Marlin roar, that would be sweet music. I turned and yelled, "John, get going with that .35"! No John to be seen. I yelled "John, John"! The path behind us was dark and empty. It turned out that John had seen the hog before we did, and he just turned without a word and went back to the truck real quick and got in and shut the door. Well this was a moment of truth for Bud and me. I was thinking, Run, Climb, or Repair. But Bud stayed like a man, and shined the light on the gun. I saw a stovepipe. The hog was snorting and stomping, but he hadn't charged. I got the knife and cleared the jam, and I shot that hog 4 times as fast as I could. The hog folded up. I don't know how John could look us in the eye after that. When I talked to Bud about it later, he said,"I figured if the hog charged, we both would pull our hunting knives and fight to the death". Now that was a good friend.
"Not as deep as a well, or as wide as a church door, but it is enough."
"Not as deep as a well, or as wide as a church door, but it is enough."
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