Beast of a Boar Down!
Well, after three years of trying since my last trophy, I finally got another one. Of course, it was up in Jacksboro, TX again and it was almost three years to the day since my last trophy. I classify a trophy as a boar that is bigger than 250 pounds and that has at least 3″ cutters. These are big, dominant beasts that are impossible to pattern and incredibly wary. I had killed quite a few boars since then, many over 200lbs -but none that pushed into trophy territory. Until now.
I was hunting a ranch called Rock Creek on top of a mountain. The feeder was 110 yards away. Wind was perfect. I was in the stand at 8pm. I watched deer for most of the night when at 11:50pm, I spotted eyes behind cedar tree about 60 yards from the feeder. It was him. I was using my handheld monocular that emits a very small IR – a red glow. And he spotted me. So, for 30 minutes…no joke, 30 minutes, he skirted the feeder area constantly looking back at me. I played the IR perfectly – lowering it onto him and then quickly switching it off when he looked. He finally got comfortable enough to come out at the feeder – facing away from me. I picked up my gun, turned on the scope and turned the IR on to low power and lowered it down. He stayed facing away for a good 30 seconds when he finally turned to the left – finally broadside. I was ready, I squeezed off and Boom! Down he went. Dropped in his tracks. He was a beast. Close to 280lbs and 3″ cutters. A brute. He’ll look great on my wall next to the one I took up here two years ago.