Hog Excitement

We finally made it out to the central Texas Ranch for the Hog hunt I'd been planning for months.  The rancher told us he had been seeing several trophy size boars down by the river and we couldn't wait to get our gear and go hunting.  It was just after lunch and we had been riding in the car for several hours.

After setting up our campsite we decided to go scout the area.  We walked all afternoon into early evening and found a few dug up areas and some droppings but no hogs.  We went back to camp and grabbed a bite to eat and then went back out until dark.  Still no hogs! No one saw anything, not even buzzards!

Determined to get a trophy boar we went to bed early and planned to get up early and try again.  The alarm went off and Mother Nature was calling so, I crawled out of my tent in my boxer shorts and slipped on my
flip flops and headed for the bushes down the hill.  I was standing there thinking of that Grand Daddy hog when I heard a grunting sound.  First I thought hog then, nah, not here. Then I heard it again and began to look
around.  There was a 3 hundred pound boar 20 feet from me!  Here I am standing there with no gun, nothing but boxers and flip flops!  Needless to say, there were no big trees either.  The hog lunged at me and I proceded to do the hundred yard dash in my boxers and flip flops straight back to camp.  Unfortunately after feeling the need to get dressed and grabbing my gun I never saw the hog again.  The moral of this story is
never answer calls to Mother Nature without being properly armed.

John Rogers is an outdoor enthusiast who normally gets his game. Leasons learned, he won't be caught without his pants next time!
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