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Big Boar I have known

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By Luke Clayton

This week, I’ll tell you about the encounters I’ve had through my many years with a few really big boar, animals weighing in excess of 250 pounds. I can feel the adrenaline pumping as I mull over these past hunts; big boar do leave a lasting impression.

WITH DOGS  Hunting wild hogs with a pack of well trained dogs is way different than hunting them with conventional methods but it is action packed. Years ago I joined Damon Hodges and Wade Cobb on the Broseco Ranch in northeast Texas. I met the crew at daylight at the ranch headquarters and Damon and Wade had their hog dogs in the trailer, saddled and ready to ride were four big quarter horses that would be our mode of travel for the hunt.

The Broseco was then 45,000 acres situated with White Oak creek winding its serpentine course through the wild bottomland. I’ve never hunted hogs in a more wild, undisturbed setting. About a mile from headquarters, we heard the strike dogs open up and we headed the horses toward the action. The dogs bayed the hog quickly and I remember Damon saying “I bet they bayed a big boar that chose to fight rather than run”. He was not wrong.

When we approached on horseback, it was obvious the strike dogs had a big boar bayed. This was the biggest wild hog I’d ever seen in the woods. We tied the horses and Wade unleased a big Dogo, a breed from Argentina used for hunting puma. Catch dogs are bred to do one thing and that is to catch and hold. They run full blast into a hog and latch on with those vice grip like jaws.

 The dog hit the hog just behind the jaw and hung on. I can still see him in mid air as the big boar swung around in a circle trying to shake him loose. I was shooting photos with a Pentax K 1000 camera back then and desperately wanted to get some close up photos. With the catch dog still holding the hog and Damon setting on him, I layed down in front of the hog and focused on the boars teeth.

About that time the hog somehow got his feet dug in the soft ground and jumped forward, dislodging the dog. I can still remember that boar running full blast inches from me there on the ground. Damon and Wade caught up with the hog, again anchored by the pack of dogs. He weighed 295 pounds on scales back at the ranch headquarters.

MY BIGGEST BOAR AT 15 FEET   I will never forget the first really big boar I actually killed. It was hunting with a bow up in Red River County where I was raised, up in the extreme north east corner of Texas. The morning was very cold for this part of the country, about 18 degrees at sunrise. I began by setting in a tree stand but soon froze out and decided to do some still or stalk hunting.

With a stiff north breeze in my face, I headed out. As I entered a pin oak flat I noted what I thought was a reddish colored calf on a trail across the flat, and then I remembered my buddy didn’t have cattle on that piece of property. My interest perked, I closed the distance to about 100 yards and watched the animal work his way through the brush on the same trail that I was on. I could get glimpses through the trees and soon made out the form of a hog, one of the biggest I’d seen and he was coming right down the trail toward me.

 I backed behind a huge oak and waited. I was about 10 feet from the trail. On came the boar and my heart was pounding line a drum! When he got directly across from the tree I was behind, he snorted. He had obviously got my scent. I peeped around the tree but couldn’t make him out. I knew he was there within feet, I could smell him. I backed up a couple feet, drew my bow and waited. First I saw his long snout appear and then his head and part of his shoulder, that’s when I let the arrow fly. 

The arrow only grazed the top of the hog’s back. The hog was a bit disorientated and stood there for a few seconds, not sure what had just happened.  I was able to put another arrow into his vitals and anchor him for good. We estimated him to weigh a bit over 200 pounds. But with cutters protruding a good 2 inches from his gums, long guard hair and shoulders as big as a yearling steer, he was impressive.

MONSTER HOG CLOSE TO HOME  I hunt hogs a half mile from my home and in the winter when acorns are falling in my yard, I can step out the front door and collect my wild pork. A few years ago, a farmer told me about a giant boar he had encountered while cutting hay along a big slough that ran through his land. He had sighted the big boar twice and he described it as a monster. I hunted his land a lot back then but had never seen such a hog on a trail camera showing up around any of my corn feeders. I really began wondering if my farmer friend had been mistaken.

A 200 pound hog in the wild looks mighty big when one is accustomed to seeing lots of smaller hogs. Then about midnight one winter evening while driving out of the place, I had what I first thought was either a Shetland pony or donkey step right in front of the truck. With headlights on bright it soon became apparent this was not a donkey but rather the biggest boar I had seen, anywhere. There he was 30 feet in front of the truck standing still for a good 10 seconds. To this day I don’t know if this was the boar my farmer buddy had seen or one simply passing through but he was truly a monster and I would bet my best rifle he weighted in excess of 300 pounds, possibly a good bit more. A couple years ago, I was hunting the same farm at night and on the way out, I stopped the truck and using my thermal monocular, looked a big field of maize over.

 Right in the middle of the 100 acre field I spotted a hog, a BIG HOG. Adrenaline got the best of me and I approached from downwind to within 75 yards and then closed the distance to 40 yards. I watched the big boar throwing dirt 10 feet in the air with his snout as he rooted the ground. I remember thinking to myself, “now, how smart is this? There wasn’t a tree within 200 yards. What if he charges? But the adrenaline rush got the best of me and my hunting blood was boiling. I wanted to kill that hog, the biggest by far I’ve even encountered in the wild. I was even thinking about the wall mount I would have my taxidermist make to preserve my trophy.

 I was shooting one of those one shot wonder PCP air rifles at the time that pressured up to around 4,500. It was 50 caliber and I knew I had to make that one shot count. Just as I touched the round off the hog quartered and I hit him right behind the ribs. I was filming this hunt through the thermal scope and you can go to YouTube right now, type in A Sportsmans Life and view Segment 199 and watch the event I am describing.

Up close through the thermal on a pitch dark night, I knew I was looking at a really big hog, one weighing well over 300 pounds. He was built like a small tank. I wondered if this might be the big hog I saw in the headlights? The hog was obviously hit hard but he made it out of the field and through a fence on the property line. The land was posted and I knew it was useless to ask for access, the owners would not grant it. A couple days later, I watched buzzards roosing in a tree about 50 yards across the fence in heavy cover.

Email Luke Clayton through his website www.catfishradio.org  

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Looking Back

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By Luke Clayton

Looking back over the past years, I have seen many changes in the way we hunt and fish. My friends often joke with me saying things like, “Luke, all you do is hunt and fish and talk about it on your radio shows, the TV show you do and then write about the adventure in the newspapers and magazines.

They are at least partially correct, I do spend a lot of time in the outdoors fishing and hunting, I always have but when I became an outdoors writer forty years ago, these outings changed from being all fun to fun with some work involved. I learned about photography and how to capture the images I needed to compliment my articles. I later bumbled my way through radio, luckily, I had some very experienced radio personalities such as Dan Foster to help me along the way.

Dan was the news man for radio icon Bill Mack for many years. I used to drive 50 miles each way every week to a little recording studio where Dan flipped the switches and produced my show. Now, I can record excellent digital sound right at home, email the file to my producer and BINGO, it appears on a total of 41 radio stations the next weekend and becomes a podcast everywhere.

In the beginning as a fledging writer, it was sometime difficult to make the connections necessary to provide good content for my readers but as the years passed, so did my knowledge of the outdoors and my connections with professionals that made their living as guides, outfitters, etc. I’ve learned a great deal from these guys and gals and to this day, seldom go afield or out on the water without learning something new.

I remember writing my articles on paper and then typing and mailing or delivering the copy to editors. Photos were a real challenge, I would rush to get the film developed, hoping I got some good shots, and then deliver or mail the photos. These days, a click of my computer button sends the images anywhere in a matter of seconds.

As you might imagine, there have been a great deal of changes in the way most hunters and anglers pursue their sports. It’s difficult for young fishermen to fathom but back then there was no GPS nor spot lock that keeps your boat perfectly positioned over a fishing hot spot. I remember well lining up with features on the shore, triangulating we called it in order to get “close” a fishing hot spot.

A marker buoy would be tossed out, the anchor would then be let out upwind a good distance and anchor line let out until the boat was on the buoy. In the early days of civilian GPS, the government scrambled the coordinates so that precise positioning was impossible. One could get within about 50 feet of pre-determined coordinates. We all thought this was awesome, it was much better than lining up with reference points on shore but nothing like the pinpoint positioning today.

I don’t think many anglers under the age of thirty could imagine lining up a water tower and barn or radio antenna on shore to locate a good fishing spot. This method would get you close out in open water and then it was necessary to turn on your flasher unit to find the structure/fish you were looking for.

WHAT IS A FLASHER? Young anglers will ask Well it has absolutely nothing to do with quick removal of one’s clothing in a crowd.! It was a device before the advent of the modern day graph that would indicate the depth of water and, if you learned how to read the flashers properly, show you the fish.

I never became really good at reading anything but the depth and structure such as trees and bottom structure but I fished with guides that could accurately identify baitfish and gamefish just by looking at how the flashes appeared on the unit. Beyond doubt, the biggest change in fishing sonar is the introduction of forward-facing sonar a few years ago. With these units, the angler actually sees his bait below the boat and the fish he is trying to catch. These units have become hugely popular and are in widespread use by both amateur anglers and pros alike.

I’ve fished with several guides that put the technology to good use and won’t deny that it is highly effective. Personally, I don’t enjoy keeping my head glued to a little computer screen that shows my bait and the target fish but I must admit I’ve learned a lot about what triggers strikes, especially with white bass. They almost always chase the bait up vertically before striking.

I remember hunting hogs at night with an electrician buddy way before thermal scopes were invented. We wired several DC light bulbs in series to a car battery way back in the woods and baited the spot heavily for a few days until we saw hog sign and then set up at night nearby with shotguns loaded with double-ought buckshot. We managed to put some fresh pork in the freezer in this manner.

And live feed trail cameras common today were light years ahead of the technology 40 years ago. Many hunters have a cell phone app that instantly sends them a photo from a game camera back in the woods somewhere. Some cameras transmit live feed video. Many hog trappers use this system to ‘drop the gate’ on their hog traps. They watch the video, real time within a couple seconds until all the desired hogs are inside the trap and then, press the ‘drop gate’ button!

My first “trail camera” was a 35 mm. film camera with a trip wire that ran across a game trail, connected to a little shutter connector. The idea was to run the trip wire across the trail and the deer would trip the shutter as it walked past. I would then get the film from the camera, get it developed and in a week or so see what had tripped the shutter. Well, that was the plan.

I don’t remember actually getting the photo of deer but did get some fuzzy photos of a skunk and armadillo! Email Luke through his website www.catfishradio.org Listen to his weekly hour long podcast “Catfish Radio with Luke Clayton and Friends” just about everywhere podcasts are found.

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Saint Jo boys 2nd at North Hopkins

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Saint Jo’s boy’s basketball team took part in the North Hopkins Tournament Dec. 29-30.

Before the tournament the boys suffered a 65-41 loss to Class 3A Valley View. Saint Jo used six Landon Williams points and two points each from Trent Gaston and Zeke Bonn to take a 10-7 lead after one.

Valley View outscored the Panthers 28-10 in the second quarter. Lee Yeley had three points as did Brody Morris with Barrett Johnson and Williams scoring two points each. Valley View led 35-20 at halftime. Gaston paced a 16-point quarter for the Panthers with seven points with Williams adding six and Morris three. Saint Jo was down 52-36 heading into the fourth quarter.

For further details, pick up a copy of Thursday’s Bowie News.

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Indians open district with win over Olney

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An 11-0 Nocona first quarter run broke open the district opener Friday against Olney and gave the Indians a 77-49 win over the visiting Cubs.

Nocona goes to 22-2 for the year and 1-0 in district with Olney falling to 12-7 and 0-1. Nocona mentor Brody Wilson said coming out aggressively early was key.

“We knew they’d come out hard and they did, so we matched them hard,” Wilson said. “We wanted to set the tempo early.”

Olney got out to a 4-0 lead in the first 90 seconds but 30 seconds later, RJ Walker and Landon Fatheree tied the game at four. Walker broke the tie with a 3-pointer on the next possession and the Indians never trailed again.

For further details, pick up a copy of Thursday’s Bowie News.

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