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Huntin with the Boss
reel_spoiled
Posts: 68 Greenhorn
I'm always the intermittent contributor, but I'm always reading and learning from you all. I enjoy reading all of the stories so I thought I'd post about a great week I had a few weeks ago.
It all started when my boss got bit by the bug and was itchin to get back in the woods. He hadn't been all year and was in desperate need of woods therapy and some meat for the freezer. He gave me a shout and we planned to hunt a Tuesday afternoon after our morning meeting with a customer. Little did I know that this would be the most productive time for me the entire season. Not to mention that it would spark a more interest with my bigger boss that would lead us to fill the freezer more than we knew.
He invited me to his lease that's about 45 minutes from our Orlando office and gave me the green light to shoot whatever I wanted and to not hesitate to stack'em up. Well, I don't mind if I do! I told him that whatever he and I killed, I'd be glad to not only butcher but to make into summer sausage/jerky/brats....whatever he wanted. GAME ON!
The day started with us making a few minor adjustments on his rifle at the range and then soon settled in the stand.
Here is a picture of my Tuesday evening setup. Stand facing NE with the sun over my left hand shoulder and the wind in my face. To my left, a clear cut between the west woodline and the overgrown field edge/bedding area that was approximately 350 yards long and about 30 yards wide. To my right, a feeder at approximately 85 yards that the hogs have been hitting pretty regularly.
Well, right at 5:15 two hogs about 100lbs a piece come out and start hitting the feeder. I settle in and put one of them down. With a quick text to the boss that I had one down and that I was going to it until dark, I continued the hunt in hopes that his rifle would soon ring out. As I sat there I noticed a deer at about 3/4 the way down the clear cut. I glassed it and after watching it for approximately 5 minutes I decided it was a doe and not a button or spike. I texted the boss to let him know I had a doe and he told me to quit textin and shoot. I ranged her at approximately 265 yards and squeezed one off. I saw her mule kick and head into the thick brush.
After the shot, I sent a text that I had a hog down and had hit the doe and that I was going to go get my hands on the deer before light had faded. I told the boss to stay put in case he had some company. I climbed down and was able to find the doe approximately 40 yards from where she was hit. Perfect shot, center punched both lungs. My farthest kill to date!
The rest of his sit was uneventful and he soon brought the truck around. After textin my big boss pictures and that the animals were moving, we soon had scheduled for the three of us to hunt Friday evening as well. I strung them up and put the knife to them to hang them in the cooler until my Friday return.
Here are the 2 of them gettin a free ride in the truck.
Friday afternoon I was running a bit late as I had a meeting in Gainesville and didn't hit the gate until 4pm. My big boss was already settled in the stand I sat in earlier during the week and my other boss and his son were settled in a box about a 1/2 mile away from him. I eased in their direction and made my way down an old side road that they were using to get the tractor lanes cut all the way to the lake. As time was wearing down, I found a nice palm on the edge of the road to sit against that had the makings to be a good crossing.
Well, I wasn't settled 10 minutes when I had 5 does feeding under an oak in the woodline not 20 yards from me. I watched them for 15 minutes until they each, one by one, decided to cross in front of me. Again, I texted both bosses and said I had does in front of me and again I received the question of why I was texting and not shooting. Well, I soon as the phone down and picked the largest of the group and put a good shot on her. She folded up so quick that when I walked up on her she was still laying on her legs.
Soon after my shot, I heard my big boss's rifle sound off and I received a text that he had killed the other 100lb hog that I had seen on Tuesday. Again, both got a free ride in the truck.
After giving them the blade and hanging them in the cooler again we grabbed a pizza and crashed for the night. The following day, I made my way back out to camp by my lonesome to make good on my word that I would butcher and make the requested sausages etc. Its's good to be the boss, and the employee!
While cleaning the boss's hog I had my blade hit this while working the backstraps out. The hide was healed completely over. There was a little **** that I had to cut around, but other than that the hog never seemed to notice. Looks to be a .45 caliber slug from a pistol as it was a FMJ and it's the only thing I could think of that wouldn't have had the velocity to break the hogs spine. It must have been a pot shot from a distance. What do you think?
It all started when my boss got bit by the bug and was itchin to get back in the woods. He hadn't been all year and was in desperate need of woods therapy and some meat for the freezer. He gave me a shout and we planned to hunt a Tuesday afternoon after our morning meeting with a customer. Little did I know that this would be the most productive time for me the entire season. Not to mention that it would spark a more interest with my bigger boss that would lead us to fill the freezer more than we knew.
He invited me to his lease that's about 45 minutes from our Orlando office and gave me the green light to shoot whatever I wanted and to not hesitate to stack'em up. Well, I don't mind if I do! I told him that whatever he and I killed, I'd be glad to not only butcher but to make into summer sausage/jerky/brats....whatever he wanted. GAME ON!
The day started with us making a few minor adjustments on his rifle at the range and then soon settled in the stand.
Here is a picture of my Tuesday evening setup. Stand facing NE with the sun over my left hand shoulder and the wind in my face. To my left, a clear cut between the west woodline and the overgrown field edge/bedding area that was approximately 350 yards long and about 30 yards wide. To my right, a feeder at approximately 85 yards that the hogs have been hitting pretty regularly.
Well, right at 5:15 two hogs about 100lbs a piece come out and start hitting the feeder. I settle in and put one of them down. With a quick text to the boss that I had one down and that I was going to it until dark, I continued the hunt in hopes that his rifle would soon ring out. As I sat there I noticed a deer at about 3/4 the way down the clear cut. I glassed it and after watching it for approximately 5 minutes I decided it was a doe and not a button or spike. I texted the boss to let him know I had a doe and he told me to quit textin and shoot. I ranged her at approximately 265 yards and squeezed one off. I saw her mule kick and head into the thick brush.
After the shot, I sent a text that I had a hog down and had hit the doe and that I was going to go get my hands on the deer before light had faded. I told the boss to stay put in case he had some company. I climbed down and was able to find the doe approximately 40 yards from where she was hit. Perfect shot, center punched both lungs. My farthest kill to date!
The rest of his sit was uneventful and he soon brought the truck around. After textin my big boss pictures and that the animals were moving, we soon had scheduled for the three of us to hunt Friday evening as well. I strung them up and put the knife to them to hang them in the cooler until my Friday return.
Here are the 2 of them gettin a free ride in the truck.
Friday afternoon I was running a bit late as I had a meeting in Gainesville and didn't hit the gate until 4pm. My big boss was already settled in the stand I sat in earlier during the week and my other boss and his son were settled in a box about a 1/2 mile away from him. I eased in their direction and made my way down an old side road that they were using to get the tractor lanes cut all the way to the lake. As time was wearing down, I found a nice palm on the edge of the road to sit against that had the makings to be a good crossing.
Well, I wasn't settled 10 minutes when I had 5 does feeding under an oak in the woodline not 20 yards from me. I watched them for 15 minutes until they each, one by one, decided to cross in front of me. Again, I texted both bosses and said I had does in front of me and again I received the question of why I was texting and not shooting. Well, I soon as the phone down and picked the largest of the group and put a good shot on her. She folded up so quick that when I walked up on her she was still laying on her legs.
Soon after my shot, I heard my big boss's rifle sound off and I received a text that he had killed the other 100lb hog that I had seen on Tuesday. Again, both got a free ride in the truck.
After giving them the blade and hanging them in the cooler again we grabbed a pizza and crashed for the night. The following day, I made my way back out to camp by my lonesome to make good on my word that I would butcher and make the requested sausages etc. Its's good to be the boss, and the employee!
While cleaning the boss's hog I had my blade hit this while working the backstraps out. The hide was healed completely over. There was a little **** that I had to cut around, but other than that the hog never seemed to notice. Looks to be a .45 caliber slug from a pistol as it was a FMJ and it's the only thing I could think of that wouldn't have had the velocity to break the hogs spine. It must have been a pot shot from a distance. What do you think?
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Nice way to end the year
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