Well we've been here now for about 45 minutes when out walks a bobcat at about 75 yards. Collin lets one go and it finds the mark right in the shoulder and exits out of the ribcage. DRT!!!! Didn't move. We high five, and holler it up like some fools
. We take a walk down to get the cat. 77 yards on the range finder. We bring the cat back to our set up and take pics. It's still early, and we want to give my father-in-law time to finish his hunt so we stay put. I had my .308 with me, so I ask Collin if he would like to try it out if something else comes out. He says sure I'll try it. So I get him set up with the .308 and tell him to expect a little more kick and that the trigger is very light, so make sure the cross hairs are on target before you put your finger on the trigger. He gets the instructions and is ready. We wait about an hour and just about the time we think our hunt is going to end, I look down the fence line and see a small pig cross the lane and go into the woods. Collin is sitting on the icechest facing the opposite direction. I tell me to spin around, and he does. He's now set up looking down the fence line. I tell him to get ready, and just as I finished a BIG pig steps out into the clearing with a bunch of little pigs in tow. Collin lets one fly from the Remington 700 .308 with handloaded 150gr Hornady BTSP. The round finds the mark. The rear end of the pig drops and it takes off into the woods. It sounds like a bulldozer running through the water and trees. A couple of seconds later it comes back across the clearing about five yards farther away, and I could tell it was hit good. I get on the phone and tell father-in-law that we are going to have to track a pig, and for him to come meet us before it gets completely dark. I give my light to Collin and tell him, Ok, go find blood. I'm waiting on father-in-law, when I hear Collin, "I got blood!" I walk over and the pig is dead right there, only about ten yards from where he was shot, after running about 50 yards in a circle. This thing was BIG. 250 pounds! The BTSP entered the pig behind the shoulder and founds it's way through the heart and exited with about a one inch hole and blow some lung out of the exit wound. Easy blood trail. Definitely a good hunting round.Anyway....we went get the ATV's and the little trailer, cuz there was no way we could load that pig on the golfcart, and brought it back to the house to clean. We took about hundred pictures. Here's a few, hope ya'll enjoy em.
