Headed down to Whitsett last Friday night. Ominous start to the weekend when I ran over a deer carcass in the middle of 59 outside Victoria. I don't recommend it. I don't have night vision so I stayed in Friday night and headed out to the blind in the morning. Didn't see much that morning. Set up on the range and checked the zero on my 30-30 at 100 yds. Running around pulling cameras and filling feeders mid-day Saturday, caught a coyote down the sendero and tried an ambitious 200 yd downhill shot but missed. I saw on the cameras there were pigs coming out to the main feeder around 4:45 the last couple of days, so I finished up my chores and got into the blind around 3:00. They didn't show, and the deer were fairly unimpressive, but towards dusk a group of four large pigs crossed the sendero about 250 yds out, marking the first time I've seen pigs live, and in daylight, since we got the place last year. Much too far out and moving too quickly to attempt a shot, I'd hoped they would loop back around to the feeder but they didn't. Closer to dark, I was watching three doe at the feeder when two got spooked by something to the right and ran off into the brush to the left. A moment later, a coyote comes looping through after them. After that, another pops into sight, eyeballing the remaining doe, but I can't get a clean shot at it. First it lingers behind the leg of the feeder, then it moves to the left so that the doe is directly between us, then it's gone off after its running buddy. Waited till dark, bagged it in, and went back to the house and drank E.Craig while making dinner and listening to the last couple hours of Heat 2.
Planning to make an early break Sunday, as I was still uncertain of the extent of the damage to my car and facing 250 miles back to Houston, I went out to set the clocks on the feeders back an hour for DST. We have one feeder near the house in a field of several acres we cleared last fall, so I headed to that one first. Grabbed my rifle on the way and as I passed the barn, I thought about grabbing my shooting sticks but didn't. Coming through a clearing into the house field, I rounded a corner and there were pigs down past the feeder, 100-125 out. I took a knee, but couldn't get into a prone position because I had my binoculars on my chest and the sounder was now looking straight at me and were right alongside the edge of brush. I didn't want to risk waiting on them to turn broadside, so I picked a face out of the group and took a shot steadying the rifle on my knee. Missed that one too, but it's good to finally lay eyes on some pigs after all this time. And a weekend at the ranch trying unsuccessfully to shoot swine is still a weekend at the ranch, even for a hungry pilgrim.
Heat 2 was badass. I recommend it bigly.
Car damage was $1500 and counting.
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